Asher’s POV
Marcus’s mouth hung open. “You were drugged, Asher? How... why didn’t you tell me?”
I shot him a glare.
He exhaled. “I’m your older brother, Asher. All of this happened, and I needed to know.”
“It’s my problem. I would have handled it!” I snapped.
“Clearly, you couldn’t,” he replied.
“Marcus! Asher!” Janine interjected,...