A shiver ran through me at the memory. I had stayed at her place for a few days without telling him, and my phone had broken, cutting off all communication. Asher went into a frenzy, mobilizing his entire group to search for me as if I had vanished from the face of the earth. He even offered a massive reward, millions, just to find my whereabouts. When he finally showed up at my best friend’s house, he was furious, threatening to have the place torn apart.
At the time, I thought his extreme reaction was because he cared deeply for me. I even felt a secret thrill, convinced it was because he couldn’t stand the thought of losing me. But now, in hindsight, I see how naïve I was.
He had said it himself—he only ever saw me as a sister, nothing more. His actions, which I mistook for affection, were just the concern of a brother for a sibling. To the world, he played the part of the caring, protective brother to someone unrelated by blood. But I knew the truth. His heart had always tilted toward Dorothy.
And when the day of their wedding arrives, I will likely be forgotten, left wandering like a stray dog with no place to call home.