" Would you marry me and make it all go away? " Asher asked, baring his soul with his words.

" W-what do you mean? " She asked, gulping uncomfortably.

" I mean exactly what you heard. Marry me and make it all go away, Ms. Emma. Would you marry me? " He asked again.

" I told you. I got my memories back. We've been through this before…"

" That's besides the point. You wanted to know why I'm lounging around while my life's work burns to the ground? This is it." He explained curtly.

" I'm sorry but that's hardly an explanation." She said, picking up a glass...