I acknowledged my luck, having survived the disaster. So many others hadn’t been as fortunate. “I know, I’m grateful to be alive,” I replied, a sense of gratitude evident in my voice.
“I was really worried when I heard you were on that ship,” Asher confessed, his gaze fixed on me. “I tried to find any information, but there was no news… I even contacted people I knew in the coast guard, the navy. I was desperate.”
I was taken aback by his words. I hadn’t expected Asher to go to such lengths to locate me. The realization that he cared so deeply stirred something within me—gratitude, certainly, but also a hint of discomfort. I didn’t want anyone else getting attached to me, not when my own heart was still in such turmoil.
“I’m sorry, I must have been too caught up in the moment,”
