"How are you feeling?" He asks, surprising me. I narrow my eyes at him, unsure as to why he was asking me that.
"You're the one that's injured. I should be the one asking you." I state, removing my hand from his head and then taking the seat across from him.
"You and I both know that it's nothing serious. I've had far worse." Asher replies, with a small smirk.
I eye him curiously. It was clear that something happened that he was refusing to tell me. And I could tell that I was the cause of all of this. But I didn't understand what had happened. Ash was a good friend of mine. I would never hurt him, no matter how much he angered me. So what happened that made me do this to him?
"What happened?" I ask, turning my gaze from the floor to look up at him. Ash looks into my eyes as if search
