ASHER’S POV In all honesty, I didn’t want to go to that party, but in order not to appear rude, I had to honor the invitation. After all, they were Kingstons, and it could mean a lot of things for me not to show up. “I really hope I don’t get so bored,” I grunted, almost staggering through the small path while I avoided any form of contact with the other guests in the large hall. It had been so long since I set my eyes on her, and there were a lot of things that reminded me of her. The familiar fragrance, the void in my heart that I refused to admit, and the fact that she just vanished.Everyone had concluded she was dead, me too. But deep down, it felt as though a part of her was still alive, maybe not in me, but probably in the things that surrounded me. The party seemed lively and enjoyable to everyone except me. I didn’t know that I had lost that touch until I attended. Probably I was no longer the fun person I knew, or maybe I was never a fun person, just the brutal Lucas th
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