Page 88 of Billionaire Unbroken - Asher
The death of my child and the ordeal I’d been through.
My PTSD.
I didn’t go into detail, but I left nothing out.
We were both crying by the time I’d finished.
“Oh, Sierra,” she said tearfully as she squeezed my hand. “How are you still sane?”
“The same way you are,” I told her. Her own story had been heartbreakingly difficult, so I knew that she understood. “We survive because we have no choice. I’m fine, Reese. The past is in the past. Asher makes me incredibly happy, happier than I’ve ever been in my entire life.”
She swiped a tear from her face. “I think that’s the payoff. Devon is everything to me. Asher is crazy about you, Sierra.I think he’s going to be your everything, too. God knows you deserve your happily ever after.”
“I made some bad choices,” I said. “I should have left Jordan. I never should have stayed for so many years.”
“He was gaslighting you,” she said, jumping to my defense. “You’re human, Sierra. Nothing you did was your fault.”
I sent her a small smile. “I think I’m finally learning to give myself a break. It helps to talk about it sometimes, but it’s still painful.”
She nodded. “I understand. I feel humbled that you decided to share with me.”
“You know that Asher and I are together. I want you to know why I’m struggling. I’d never take advantage of him. He means too much to me.”
“You don’t owe anyone an explanation,” she scolded. “And I already know that you’re in love with Asher and that you’d never hurt him. I recognize those adoring looks because I’ve seen them on my face. I think you worry far too much about taking advantage of him. He wants to make your life easier. Let him. You’ve helped him, too, Sierra, and in ways that are far more valuable than money.”
I hurriedly swiped my tears off my face. “I’m going to spend a little of his money.”
She smiled. “Let’s go do it. How do you feel about stopping at the salon? I could use a haircut.”
A haircut?
God, it had been so long since I’d gotten a haircut or done my nails.
I nodded enthusiastically.
Maybe I could do a few things.
I could always pay Asher back.
It might be tight now, but better times were coming for me.
I just needed to get paid for all of the projects I’d already turned in.
The two of us hightailed it to the lingerie so we could make it to the salon.
I got home later than I’d planned that night, but I made Asher outrageously happy.
Asher
“Ifeel amazing, but I really need to pay you back. I went a little crazy,” Sierra told me as we started our flight to Austin the next day.
Nope, that wasdefinitelynever going to happen.
There was no damn way I was ever going to take her money.
And she’d spent a ridiculously small amount of money.
Fucking hell!
