Aiden
I can’t breathe.
The world feels like it has stopped, yet at the same time it spins so fast around me that everything becomes a blur. The voices are muffled, distant, as if I were underwater. Her name echoes in my mind, a silent scream:
Aurora.
She’s gone. She was taken. Stolen from me.
My legs give out. I collapse to my knees on the cold forest floor, too weak to even hold my head up. The taste of blood in my mouth is nothing compared to the pain burning through my chest.
— This is your fault. — I whisper to myself, my voice hoarse, trembling, soaked in rage and self-loathing. — YOU promised to protect her! YOU said nothing would happen to her!
I lashed out at Vitor. I blamed him. I threw my anger at him as if that would somehow patch the hole tearing me apart inside. What a
