Chapter 185

• Asher
• After Blair showers and slips into some ripped black shorts, her boots, and a low-cut crop top with one of my painted leather jackets, we force her into the car. We swing by to pick up Faye, who looks worried but knows better than to ask what’s wrong. Especially with the closed down, cold expression Cyrus is rocking. She does ask Blair if she’s okay though, and Blair just sighs.
• “I’ll explain everything, I promise.”