Daruma dolls

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"Hey." Trish stops Asher's as he finished breakfast.

"Pretending you don't exist isn't enough for you? Do you want me to ask my boss to put more pressure on you or have you arrested?"

"Are you going to work?"

"No, the playground." Asher snaps.

"How are you so different now, you weren't this way."

"Maybe when your brother is keeping secrets from you and decides to pretend you don't exist because of a woman, you'll understand me."

Trish flinched, "it's all my fault, I'm sorry."

"Why did you stop me?"

"I've forgotten." Trish replied.

Asher rolled his eyes, "Fine, whatever."

"Ash..." Adams called softly.

Asher ignores both of them and goes out.

He was really angry, still pissed, obviously his brother had chosen Trish over him.

A human who had assisted in ruining the life of her nephew, how was he supposed to accommodate someone like that in his house.

Asher sat fuming in his car, his anger simmering just below the surface. He still couldn't believe what his brother had done. He

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