Asher's POV
Jasmine and I were seated where we shared our first kiss.
The kiss of that day was now etched behind my eyelids. The scene had replayed in my head over a hundred times.
I thought about it times when I was tortured and wanted an escape from the harsh pain and reality.
The cliff over-looking one of the most beautiful natural scenery we have here in the forest.
It was high time I told her the reason why I was beat up and bruised like a worn out punching bag.
Looking at the beautiful woman beside me I noticed her gaze was down on the lake. Her red hair was piled on the top of her head, green eyes shining under the moon light, her lips were in a small pout as she took in the scene before her.
She must have noticed me staring at her because a small blush tinted her cheeks biting her lower lip she turned to me.
"Take a picture it will last longer" she whispered.
