Rain's pov
We brought Asher to his mansion and gently put him onto the blue comfy couch in the living room. Sasha left with Jeremy as her father called, whereas they left me alone with Asher.
*Sigh
That scar on his palm was fresh, yet my mind couldn't be sure of the accusation unless we had a conversation about it.
“I should ask him in the morning!” Only his answer will make things clear.
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The next morning…
I slept next to him without even realizing, he was still asleep. It was the first time my eyes witnessed Asher so drunk, his personality wasn't himself either.
My legs knelt down on the floor in front of the couch, and for some reason my eyes found themselves admiring his face.
A smile glinted on my lips as my fingers slowly brushed down from his forehead to the corner o
