Dante's POV
Aria was the last person I saw before everything went pitch black.
I felt blood trickling down my neck, and I just knew that I had screwed up.
I turned to her, and even in the midst of the haze, she was still the most beautiful woman I had ever laid my eyes on.
Even when I thought I was about to die.
—
I saw her.
In the midst of the darkness.
She was standing there in a pretty sunflower gown, holding a baby in her hands—a little girl—and she was laughing. The baby was giggling too. She was happy.
"Aria," I called out to her, and she looked up at me, her smile slowly fading.
"What's wrong?"
"You're not supposed to be here..." she said slowly, holding our baby tighter to her chest.
I squinted in confusion. "What are you talking about? I'm not supposed to be where? We'
