Asher
"The meal is so delicious who made it". Ethan rasped as he took a bit of his chicken, but I remain quiet. Ever since the yesterday, when I saw him in Elena room I couldn't help but feel pissed off each time I see him, as a sudden urge to tear his throat limped by limped always stirred in me.
I had no idea what this new feeling or strange sensation was. But it possibly couldn't have been love, right? No, it couldn't be love. I mean, I didn't even know Elena; neither did I have any feelings for her, especially when she was only but a mere maid.
The sole reason I was feeling all this strange sensations and urges each time I starred at Ethan, was because he was my best friend and right man, and I found it rather too degrading that he would stoop as low as to get involved with my perso
