Seventy Four

Melody's POV:

When I reached his studio, which wasn't hard to find through some Google search, he wasn't there.

"He isn't here?" I asked one of the guards.

He looked down at me with a pointed stare.

"No, ma'am. He isn't."

Maybe he was just making that up so I won't go inside. But like, why would he?

"Alright." I said backing off and walking the opposite direction.

I took out my phone and called Asher for the third time.

Why wasn't he answering? Was he really mad at me for that day? Maybe I shouldn't have been so desperate.

But to my surprise, he picked up this time.

"Hello?"

"Asher! Why weren't you picking up?" I exclaimed.

I saw a lady giving me a stare.

"I...didn't know you were calling." He replied.

Their was this something in his voice which I couldn't put my finger onto. He didn't sound like the normal Asher.

"Where are you?" I asked. "Because I know you're not in your studio."

I most definitely did not want him to lie to me. Not now, when I really needed to see him.

"Why do