Asa narrating:
The morning light filtered through the kitchen window, casting golden rays across the table, where a bowl of cereal rested in front of me. I looked at the flakes floating in the milk and sighed, remembering all the ways my life had transformed in the past few weeks. Luke had become a constant shadow in my existence. Not that I was complaining, but his overprotective attention was starting to feel a bit suffocating.
— You're not going to eat that like this, are you? — Luke's voice sounded behind me, as if it were an extension of his incessant concern.
I raised my eyes and saw him there, arms crossed, with the expression of someone about to give me one of his lectures. I would have just rolled my eyes and ignored it before, but now, the weight of our secret hung heavily bet
