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Chapter 8

Author: Michy Gaza
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-05-10 16:21:46

One of the photographers wandered closer, probably trying to get a shot of “the mysterious Hartwell brother.” Asher turned his head deliberately, catching the lens head on, and gave it a lazy smirk.

The flash went off anyway.

Seconds later, Serena was at his side.

She looked calm. Polished. But her voice was low and direct.

“What the hell are you doing?”

“Standing here. Breathing air. Being handsome,” he replied.

“Asher.”

He glanced down at her. “Relax. You look great. So does he.”

She didn’t flinch. “You’re making things harder for him.”

“He kissed me, Serena.”

“And you let him.”

They stared at each other, a private storm forming in the eye of the polished room.

Asher’s voice dropped. “He wants something real. And you? You’re offering him a cage with velvet wallpaper.”

Her expression flickered, not anger. Not guilt.

Pain.

“He doesn’t get to have real,” she said softly. “Not without destroying everything we’ve been building since we were kids.”

Asher stepped back. “That’s not love.”

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