Asher
It was day 89 before my life got ruined; funny how I kept counting down the days when I was supposed to be finding a solution.
"Son." My mom's voice growled from beside me as I spun to face her. I was so lost in my thoughts I didn't even notice she entered in.
"Are you still beating yourself up about the death of Ethan?" She mumbled, her voice laced with concern, as I remained quiet. My mom still believed Ethan was dead, like every other person. I felt it was better I kept the news of him being alive to myself, especially as I didn't know who to trust; for all I knew, anyone could be a demon in disguise.
"Son." My mom growled, pulling back to reality.
"Yes, mother." I mumbled as I pinched the bridge of my nose.
"Are you okay?" She whispered, as I nodded.
"Alright then, come wi
