Chapter Forty Three

Zara Howard

Over the past few days of sharing the room with Asher, there were no romantic advances. Instead, we spent our nights engaged in long conversations until one of us grew too sleepy to keep our eyes open. Sometimes, we'd watch reruns of Seinfeld together, delving into various subplots and laughing together.

The surprising part was how quickly Asher and I grew close. It was evident that he had dropped his guard and started sharing personal information willingly, something he hadn't done before. Earlier, it used to be just me telling him things about my life. I was amazed at the level of trust and openness we had developed in such a short time.

As the days went by, we found comfort in each other's presence, even during the quiet moments when words weren't necessary. We would sit side by side, reading our favorite books, or simply enjoying each other's company as we listened to soothing music.

"Hey! I have some good news for you," Asher says, approaching me in the kitchen just a