Asher’s POV
Lizzie and I reached a restaurant. Without caring about her, I sat and dug my head in my mobile.
I tried Aurora’s number for the umpteenth time but it kept getting engaged. In these two weeks, I thought she was coming close to me, however, in the morning, her behavior was again the same; harsh and uncaring.
I only want to know what she meant as I remember I am trying my best to not cross any limits. Last evening too, I shoved a girl who tried to come close to me though I almost forgot about Aurora. However, at the correct time, I recalled my promise to her.
“You are not even looking at me. Asher, we are meeting after a month, at least tell me how I am looking? See, I am wearing your favorite black shirt, and,” Lizzie tried to eat my brain. I inhaled a long breath and kept m
