Chapter 333. I Don’t Want You to End Up Like Me

ASHER

Just like how I cried as Ashton in our past life when we failed to catch the stalker, I was crying now in exactly the same way.

I was slumped on the floor of Lee’s room, my back leaning against her drawer. My arms tightly hugged my knees, and my face was buried against them, tears soaking through the fabric of my clothes.

I knew Lee had two days left in our past life—or at least, what amounted to a few more minutes here before she’d wake up. There was still so much that could happen in those two days… but I couldn’t help letting my mind spiral toward the worst possible outcome. Maybe it was because I didn’t want to be disappointed again. Yes, this was for the best. This way, if something good did happen, it would feel miraculous. I’d be so happy I wouldn’t even believe it.

As I cried, holding myself together in that small, pitiful bundle, a memory of Dylan came flooding back. I remembered how he had walked me home, refusing to leave me alone unti