Chapter 91. The Bolters

ASHER

When I had calmed down from my crying, I gradually started to recount to Lee, Paige, and Sarah what had happened earlier… why I was crying now… and how I got the bruise on my cheek.

After I recounted what happened earlier at the treehouse—how Tate and I kissed, how Kade caught us, and how he got angry. Since Lee was still crying while I was telling the story, she started crying again, and I got teary-eyed once more. So, the four of us ended up hugging again… and it seemed like Paige and Sarah were starting to get teary-eyed with us.

I (or we) had experienced this in my two past lives—the kind of love that others saw as wrong because we were of the same gender… because we were both men. In my first life, both our families disapproved of my relationship with Jackson—not only because it was shameful, but also because those exclusively working for the royal family weren’t allowed to have spouses, and Jackson was working as the royal butler. Then, in my sec