Meanwhile, Asher was rushing toward his room, his steps hitting hard against the floor.
He was still shocked at the state he now found himself in.
Like... what had really happened to the meek boy who had once been so deeply passionate about his profession, the one who only wanted to live a quiet life and help people?
What happened to him?
All of a sudden, he could feel that version of himself fading, slowly being replaced by someone entirely different. Even the way he spoke now felt strange.
Bolder.
Sharper.
Of course, he had never exactly been a coward his entire life, but now it felt like another side of him—one with a completely different attitude—had suddenly awakened.
It was still him.
But something had definitely snapped inside him.
And he still hadn't figured out exactly when he changed.
