As I open my eyes, I feel a knot in my stomach that has been there for days. The memories of the previous night flood my mind, making me feel sick to my stomach. The thought of Asher's aggression towards me, the way he had acted, the way he had hurt me, it all comes crashing down on me.
I can't help but feel anger towards him for what he did, but at the same time, I know that I can't just ignore him. After all, he has been the only one to show me any kind of kindness in this place. The thought of him brings a wave of conflicting emotions, leaving me feeling torn and confused.
But then I think of Quincy and how I couldn't seem to resist him. The way he made me feel, the way my body reacted to his touch, it was all so intense. I know I shouldn't feel this way, but I can't help it. He has a
