[80 - The Haunting Echoes]
When Caroline did not respond, Asher picked up the soft toys in his hands and knocked at the door once again. This time he called out her name as well, the one that isn't hers but she believes it is, "Caroline, it's me, Asher."
He heard the distinct sound of a sob before Caroline opened the door a few seconds later. Asher's eyes widened slightly as he took in the disheveled state that Caroline was in. Her hair looked like a bird's nest, her makeup was smudged, and tears had left streaks down her cheeks. Her eyes were red and puffy, a clear sign that she had been crying for quite some time.
Asher felt a flicker of delight in his chest. This was how far he had distanced himself from his own family, severing every connection with all of those whom he shared blood ties with, that his biological sister's misery brought him joy.