Asher’s POV
“Selene, are you crying?” that’s all she needed to ask. The sobs she held and the sorrow she was locked in at the deepest point of her heart couldn’t hold anymore. She broke all the locks, and grief came from her eyes.
“She is crying; she needs us. What are you doing, Asher? Go to her and console her. Can you sit and wait until she finishes her cry” Zion was impatiently huffing and growling at me with anger for still sitting in my seat.
I quickly approached her; she needed a shoulder to hide her face. I stood closer to her, and she turned to my side and hid her face on my stomach because I was standing. She wrapped her arms around my waist, and I patted her head.
“Cry as much as you want, Selene. If you want me to stand and hold you like this until your sorrow passes, I d
