Sold-Out Sister: My Brother Died for Me
It felt as though none of those horrible things had ever happened—Asher hadn't died saving me, Mom and Dad hadn't adopted Archer, and the four of us were still a happy family.
Noticing that I was still zoning out, Asher started panicking again. "Are you still in pain, Pheebs? I'll get the doctor for you!" With that, he spun on his heel to run out of the ward.
Reality finally crashed over me. This wasn't a dream; Asher was really back.
"Don't go, Asher! Don't leave me!"
After hearing my cry, he turned right back around. I hastily threw my arms around him, pouring my heart out about how much I'd missed him.