Alethea (Zoe)

This wasn’t a dream. Asher was here.

It's unsettling because I can still feel his touch on my skin, and the dampness in my panties is a reminder of how my body responded to him. It all feels too real.

He called me ‘Ally.’ Does he know the facade I’ve been keeping up?

‘Maya is waiting for me. You are mine, Ally. The earlier you accept it, the better. I’ll show you the world you deserve.’

These are his exact words, raising more questions than answers. What does he mean? He wants Maya, yet he claims I’m his.

Before I can spiral deeper into the whirlwind of confusion,...