The room was suffocating. Every breath I took felt too shallow, too forced, as though the air itself was too thick to swallow. Asher stood just feet away from me, his body tense, his expression a battleground of guilt and anger. Lila was still there, her eyes burning with a mixture of betrayal and something darker—something I couldn’t quite place.
For a moment, there was no sound. The world seemed to hold its breath, waiting for someone to make the next move.
Lila’s voice was cold, a bitter laugh escaping her lips.
“You think I just let go of everything, of us, just because you’ve decided to go off with her?”
She gestured toward me with a sharp, accusing motion.
“I don’t think so.”
I stood frozen, my heart pounding in my chest.
“Who the hell are you?” I demanded, my voice trembling
