#Chapter 106: Too Many Secrets
Asher looked down at me, blizzard waging in his eyes. I knew he wanted to push through me, fight Coach for me, and protect me. But my hand on his chest kept him in place.
“Please,” I said.
“You want to talk?” he said. “Then talk.”
“You can’t interfere,” I said.
“Cynthia –”
“I’m serious, Asher. This is my only chance. If we lose this chance, it could ruin everything for me.”
“You can’t be serious.” Asher’s face twisted in fury. “You are actually willing to do this? To go to this creep’s house and take these photos wearing who knows what, or how little? You will put yourself in this kind of danger?”
“I have to, Asher.”
“No, you don’t. Not if this is what he expects from you. It will keep getting worse, Cynthia. It will never be enough for him.”
He moved to step around me. I blocked his path again.
“Please, Asher. You can’t.”
“I will protect you from this asshole, Cynthia. No matter what I have to do.”
“All you had to do was grovel,” said Coach, suddenly behind us at the gymna

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