CHAPTER 172WHAT BREAKS, WHAT HOLDSELLISI don’t think I’ve ever seen Asher look small. That’s the only word that fits. Small.Not physically, he was still broad shoulders, still standing straight, still carrying the weight of everyone around him. But something inside him looked folded in on itself, like the world had finally hit a place he didn’t know how to protect.He stopped in front of us and just… stood there. His breathing wasn’t steady, his hands trembled once before he shoved them into his pockets like he didn’t want us to notice.Too late.The tears slipped down his face, his shoulders shaking even before he could realise it. His eyes were red, filled with regret, pain and every other thing I couldn't see. For a moment, we all stood there, not knowing what to do. Before Rowan moved towards him and pulled him into a hug. I let out a deep breath, forcing back my own tears as I watched Asher cry into Rowan's shoulders. Noah turned away from them, unable to look as he weaved
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