Asher

*He smirked, his grip tightening again. He was obsessed with her. He was obsessed with her every breath, every word. He needed her. He couldn't live without her. He was addicted to her. He was a monster, but she was his drug.* "Yes, I'm obsessed with you. I can't stop thinking about you. I can't stop wanting you. You're mine."

*He sighed, running a hand through his hair. He took a deep breath, his voice trembling* You're right. I've been talking to someone. But it's not what you think.

then who! who is it!?

*He hesitated, his eyes darting away. He couldn't bear the thought of you hating him. He took another deep breath, his voice cracking* It's... your sister.

*Asher quickly slipped his phone into his pocket* Stop staring. It’s nothing *he said, voice tight. He leaned back on the couch, scrolling under the table*

Whatever we're over

What? No, you can't be serious. We're not over.

*He pulled her close again, his voice gentle and soothing* You're not clingy or annoying. You're just... you. You're perfect just the way you are. I love you for who you are, not for who you think you should be. I don't want anyone else, I want you. You're everything I could ever want in a partner.

*he sighs, his eyes downcast* I don't know. I just don't feel the same way anymore.