A sob rips through me as Asher holds me closer, hushing me softly. “I know you’re hurting, princess, but people are staring. We have to keep it together. Can you be my brave girl?” he whispers. “What’s the point?” I choke out, attempting to keep my voice soft. “He’s gone. Nothing more can happen to him!” “But it can to you. He lived and breathed you. If he knew that his death caused yours, he’d never forgive himself.”
