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CHAPTER TWENTY THREE

Asher Adams was in her life to protect her, which made him wrong for all the right reasons. And having these weird feelings towards him definitely not a good idea. She didn’t need anyone to tell her that.

Cooperate. She told herself. Let him do his thing. It won’t be long now and then you’ll get your life back.

She shot him a sidelong glance. Asher, despite being on his feet almost throughout the day, didn’t look tired at all. While she, on the contrary, felt like death in a skillet. Something a strong shot of caffeine would cure. And a laugh or two with some...