After The Heir, Came My Past

Synopsis

I grew up with Ashur Locke; we were childhood neighbors, inseparable. His girlfriend never could stand that. They fought over me constantly, stuck in a tired cycle of breaking up and making up, a classic push-and-pull drama. Then, at one gathering, she called me out in front of everyone: "Maeve, why don't I set you up with someone?" In the dead silence, my eyes flickered to the man beside Ashur, his best friend, Silas Sterling. I just smiled and shook my head. "No need. I already have a boyfriend." The next second, Ashur's face darkened, and he crushed his wine glass in his hand.