And just like that, the mood was killed.
No one spoke. Not when the moment demanded silence.
Asher's words had come from a place that was too raw to ignore and too honest to brush off. And once again, Violet felt her heart bleed for him. To imagine the horrors he'd endured at the hands of Henry made her veins pulse with so much fury. One day, Henry would get exactly what he deserved.
Violet had half a mind to stand and hug Asher, to show him something real, and that she was with him.. But before she could so much as move, Roman spoke.
"Oh, you think I have it easy?"
"I don't think that's what—" Violet tried to cut in, but Roman wasn't done.
"If that's the case, why don't you try growing up with parents who care more about themselves than their own damn son? Do you know what it feels like to be the screw-up of the Cardinal Alphas?"
"I didn't say you're useless," Asher shot back.
