(Aurora’s POV)
I looked at Asher, my breathing still uneven from the chaos. The sound of the crowd’s uproar echoed faintly from the other side of the lobby walls, but here it was quieter, almost surreal.
My voice trembled as I asked.
“Why… Why did you pull me out of there?”
Asher’s sharp eyes met mine, and for a moment, he didn’t respond. His expression was calm, but there was an edge of protectiveness in his demeanor.
“You were about to get crushed in there,” He said simply, as though it were the most obvious thing in the world.
“I couldn’t just stand there and let that happen”.
I blinked, taken aback by the bluntness of his reply. I wanted to say something, but before I could, the sound of the crowd surging closer reached our ears.
Asher glanced toward the entrance, his jaw tig
