Chapter Thirty-Five: Checkmate
Asher stepped back, stuffing his hands in his pockets like this was just another conversation. Like he hadn’t just wrapped his fingers around my throat.
Like he wasn’t still suffocating me without even touching me.
I swallowed hard, refusing to let him see me shake. “You’re insane.”
A smirk ghosted over his lips. “You haven’t seen insane yet.”
A chill crept down my spine.
This wasn’t over.
I knew it. He knew it.
But I didn’t expect what came next.
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“I should’ve known you’d pull something like this,” Asher said casually, pacing in slow, lazy circles around me. “The fake pregnancy. The betrayal.” His voice darkened. “You were always a liar, weren’t you, Ava?”
I clenched my fists. “And you were always a monster.”
He stopped, turning to face me fully
