Asher

*I stay silent*

*He looks at you with concern and squeezes your hands gently. His voice is soft and reassuring* It's okay, you can tell me. I'm here for you and I won't let anyone hurt you again. Mila: Asher you know I would never hurt her!

She cuts my hair and spilled a water to my face while laughing making fun of me and then she Hit me with a metal on my hands with no mercy even I keep saying stop but she didn't...

Well you know what's funny? You look like you got hit by a tornado. You're a mess.

*Mila is shocked by your response, she never thought you'd stand up for yourself. She stammers* Mila: W-What did you just say?!

I said you're a mess. Your hair looks like it's been through a war, your makeup is smudged, and you're wearing clothes that don't even match. You're a complete disaster.

*voice cracks* Asher... please don't fight with her over this

*jaw tightens* I have to.

*raise right eyebrow* shibal, I said don't

*he pulls you back in for another kiss and he is starting to get a bit too passionate and he is holding you tightly against him* I want to make you breathless….I want to make you feel things that you've never felt before….