#Chapter 195: Mending a Broken Bond

I didn’t understand what was happening. What could bring a boy as strong as Asher to his knees like this? Whatever it was had me shaking. “Asher, please…” I didn’t know how to help him. I felt so powerless. Yet after two long minutes, he sucked in a deep breath like he could finally breathe again. He was still and silent for a few seconds, before pulling himself up and away from me. He smoothed down his shirt and cleared his throat. “Sorry for that. I’m fine.” He acted like it was nothing, but his face remained pale. I wasn’t going to be fooled. Something was definitely wrong with him. “What just happened?” I wouldn’t let him brush this off – not when it had seemed like I’d almost lost him to some invisible force. His shoulders slumped a little, and suddenly he looked so very tired. “Not here,” he said. Together we walked back to his dorm room. He was alert, likely looking for Joseph around every corner. But my focus was entirely fixed on Asher himself. What if he collapse