Asher's mind was a whirlwind of thoughts, questions, and doubts. He couldn't tell her the truth about Oberon, the horrors he had suffered, how her father was a silent accomplice.
No, he had woven too many praises, too many stories about her father, this would shatter his careful facade. So he definitely couldn't make her think everything she knew, and whatever he said about her father was a lie.
So, he took a deep breath and broke the silence. "Rowena, I... I did it for you."
Her eyes widened slightly, a flicker of surprise lighting up her crimson gaze. "For me?" she echoed, confusion lacing her words.
