Me.
I stared at Asher, my eyes as wide as they could physically go.
He wasn’t suggesting…
He couldn’t mean…
Did he actually want to be in a romantic relationship with me?
Too soon, his determination evaporated, and he removed his hands from my shoulders.
“Someone like me, I mean,” he said.
My heart cracked straight down the middle as my hope shattered.
Of course he hadn’t meant himself. I was a fool for considering otherwise, even for a brief moment.
As disappointment flooded me and the remnants of adrenaline faded away, I just felt so very tired.
“I want to go home, Asher.”
I couldn’t wait to crawl under my covers and forget this entire day existed.
At least, I supposed, I had been gifted a cheek-kiss of forever friendship from Asher on top of that Ferris Wheel. It wasn’t roma
