CHAPTER SIXTEEN

Let me do the dishes Myla.’ Came Asher’s gentle whisper.

I acted like I didn’t hear him proceeding with what I was doing. He’s been acting weird since I woke up.

First, I woke up to find him naked, which did things to me and my lady side, and then I realized that I'm also half-naked, which pissed me off.

I was so angry that I punched him before asking questions.

His explanation only made matters worse, he saw me naked, held me till I fell asleep, bathed me, and then dressed me.

I knew his actions showed me that he cared, I mean, he could have left me on the bathroom floor, or maybe drag me back and dumped me on the bed, but he did none of that. Instead, he took care of me and that's the problem.

Why does he care? Why did he take care of me when he wasn't obligated to? He could have left me in the cold but he didn't, he could have allowed the rogue to shoot me but he sacrificed himself instead.

Why did he do it?

That's the question I've been asking myself for the past four hours.

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