Asher’s Point of View
A nagging sense of discomfort settled in my chest, my mind racing, searching for an explanation.
I got my revenge, and I should be f*****g happy and satisfied. Even though I killed my own brother, Scarlett lost her father too. I'm sure Scarlynn must have seen it, no matter where the f**k she was. She must have seen her sister killing her father and crying her heart out. But why does this unexplainable pang still cut through my chest?
This feeling was new and weird, and no matter how much I wanted, I couldn't explain it.
Damn it!
I hate these f****d-up feelings. They are always complicated, and no word could ever describe them.
“You shouldn't have done that. You will regret what you've done today,” Miss Blackwood’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts. I stared a
