I Broke Up With Him After The Concert Kiss Chapter 08

I Broke Up With Him After The Concert Kiss Chapter 08

With them gone, my life fell back into peace. 

On weekends, I volunteered at the local 

community library. 

That’s where I met Asher Voss. 

He was also an international student, one 

year ahead of me. 

Asher was like sunshine, always wearing a 

warm smile. 

The first time we met, I was reaching for 

books on a high shelf. 

Several heavy dictionaries slipped. 

A long, steady hand caught them. 

Asher set the books back and winked at me. 

“Careful there.” 

His voice was clear and pleasant. 

After that, we ran into each other often at 

the library. 

We studied together, worked on projects. 

together. 

One day, we ate at the campus cafeteria. 

Asher spoke to the server specifically. 

“No peanuts at all, please. She’s severely 

allergic.” 

I froze. 

I’d only mentioned it casually once, and he’d 

remembered. 

He handed me my tray, smiling gently. 

“What’s wrong? Eat up.” 

I took a bite, my eyes stinging a little. 

This was what it felt like to be cared for. 

Not entitled taking. 

Not condescending favors. 

Equal respect. Sincere kindness. 

Asher knew my past. 

He didn’t pity me, didn’t push for details. 

He just stayed by my side. 

Taught me to ski. Took me to see the 

Northern Lights. 

Helped me practice my spoken language, 

which I’d always struggled with. 

My grades soared. 

On graduation day from the pathway 

program, I held my acceptance letter to the 

university. 

Asher stood at the gate with a bouquet of 

baby’s breath. 

“Congratulations, Elowen.” 

I took the flowers, grinning brighter than 

they were. 

“Thank you, Asher.” 

He reached out, brushing my hair gently. 

“You can be this happy forever now.” 

I nodded, the last of the darkness lifting 

from my heart. 

I was ready for my new life. 

A life without betrayal. Without pain.