Ch. 59 The Deal

Asher

I’m so confused. My head tells me I recognize this house, that I’ve lived a life in it full of love and dreams for the future. But something feels off, wrong somehow. It’s poking at me like an itch I can’t scratch.

When I wake up this morning, I’m on autopilot. I get out of bed, get ready for the day, and join my mate in the kitchen where she is already cooking breakfast. I kiss her cheek, take the mug of coffee she offers, and sit at the kitchen table, waiting for her to join me. Perfectly normal, right?

Then why do I have this nagging feeling it’s not normal at all?

“What’s wrong, my love?” Nissa asks when she sets a plate in front of me and I do nothing but stare at it.

My head feels fuzzy and my limbs feel heavy. I can’t remember the last time I ate but I don’t feel the least bit hungry. It feels like something is banging against my skull, trying to get out and the longer I sit there trying to figure out what it is, the more intense the throbbing pain becomes.

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