72.

FELIX.

I turn back at the same time Brynn does, one of my hands still around her waist and I grunt under my nose when the person who’s interrupted us turns out to be none other than Asher. He has a crooked smile on with his arms crossed to his chest as he leans against the door.

"Isn’t this such a beautiful sight?" The mockery in his voice doesn’t escape me and when I hear a breath leave her, I look down to Brynn, who’s now slowly slipping away from me. My fists clench by my sides when she puts a short distance between us and when she meets my eyes, she slowly shakes her head before looking back at Asher.

"What are you doing here?" She asks, her firm voice not betraying the anxiety I’m sure she feels inside.

"Shouldn’t I be asking you that?" Asher returns, the smile on his face dropping. A scowl rests on his lips as he pushes himself off the door and steps closer. "Why are you here? With him? Did you forget the words you need to abide by, or do you need a reminder of what’s to happen