Talia’s Point of View
Asher followed me into the bar with a grim look on his face, seemingly dreading the conversation ahead of us just as much as I was. I don’t know what he was feeling suddenly so negative about though, he was the one that had been begging for this conversation to happen. From the way his head hung though, his eyes refusing to meet mine even as we picked a table in the far back corner and sat across from each other, I knew whatever was coming wasn’t going to be good.
I reached for the drink menu right away, flipping through it’s pages and happily avoiding his eyes just as much as he was currently avoiding mine. Still, I noticed how he raised his hand in the air and a waitress came rushing over to us. She looked like a blonde bimbo, reminding me a little too much of th
