“We love Asher,” she continues, her voice careful, measured. “He’s always been driven. Focused. But… well, relationships need more than just good intentions.” She takes a sip, her eyes soft as they meet mine. “We like you, Ari. And we would understand if—” She pauses, choosing her words carefully. “If it ever felt like too much. If you ever needed more than what he’s willing to give.”
