Asher’s Point of View
If looks could kill, I swear I’d already be dead a few times over. Talia was staring me down from across the room, and being surprisingly quiet as I threw her belongings randomly into the bags. She didn’t bother to stop me, didn’t raise her voice and begin to yell or fight, didn’t lecture me about what had just happened with her family. No, she didn’t do any of the things I would have expected her to, and I think that was the absolute worst part. Talia and I were in uncharted territory right now, and things were only going to be getting more and more complicated for us.
Thankfully, most of Talia’s things were already in their bags, seeing as we were just at the airport yesterday with her trying to flee her way back to California. So, it was only the few scattered b
