Ashe's cheeks were burning up.
She couldn't feel her feet anymore.
Her legs gave in and she fell to the floor, her eyes fixated on the screen. Her breath hitched and she tried to keep it in. A few people started to stare at this scene in a supposedly five star hotel.
Tasha curled her fists in anger, but she was quick to recover…at least for now. She bent down and held her shoulders, "Ashe, we need to leave."
She pointed to the screen, her hands barely lifting, "T-tasha…who is that?"
Tasha stared at this broken girl on the marbled tiles of the hotel floor. Her eyes were round in pain, her face pale. She remembered how much those two fought. Always bickering about the smallest of things, like all siblings.
But seeing her like this, it pierced through something in Tasha. Unknowingly, a tear left her eye and streamed down her face.
