For a second, no one moved.The late afternoon sun spilled across the driveway, catching on the petals of the flower Asher held, making it glow a dull orange-red. His expression wasn’t angry — not yet. It was worse. It was confusion, disbelief, and hurt all tangled together, carved deep into the lines of his face.Adrian froze beside me, halfway down the porch steps, his usual composure slipping. His gaze flicked between me and Asher, like he was silently calculating the best way out of this.“Asher,” I breathed, my voice barely a whisper. The word caught in my throat.He blinked once, his jaw tightening slightly. “Hey,” he said, too quietly. His eyes darted to Adrian, then back to me. “Didn’t mean to interrupt.”“You’re not—” I started, but my voice cracked before I could finish. I stepped forward, heart pounding, the weight of everything I’d been hiding pressing down like lead.Adrian shifted slightly, hands sliding into his pockets. “I should probably go,” he said, his tone measure
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