Alethea (Zoe)

Sharp pain pierces through my lower abdomen, forcing me to stop. My hand instinctively flies to my stomach as the pain is more unbearable than I ever expected. It’s as if my body is betraying me, reacting to something I can’t control.

I know this is Asher’s doing. I know it’s his way of testing me to see how I’ll react. He knows exactly what he’s doing: kissing Maya right in front of me.

Maya has her back to me, oblivious, but Asher’s face is impossible to miss. His eyes lock onto mine, watching as I struggle to contain the pain.

What kind of bond is this? It...