Willow's POV

I watched the sun sink beneath the horizon, the soft, golden hues fading into the cool blues and purples of the evening. The garden around me was peaceful, the scent of flowers mingling with the earth, and the soft rustle of leaves in the gentle breeze calmed the storm inside me. I needed this moment of peace, even if it was just for a little while.

Asher was back. He had survived. My heart had been in knots for days, dreading the worst, but somehow, my instincts had been ...