Ava stood frozen on the garden path, staring at her brother's familiar form on the bench. Of all the people she might have expected to find in the gardens at this hour, Aaron was perhaps the least likely.
He had been barely conscious just hours ago and should be resting in his bed.
"Aaron," Ava whispered, moving closer to the bench. "What are you doing out here? You should be resting."
Aaron turned his head to look at her and even in the moonlight, she could see the exhaustion etched into his features.
His skin was still too pale and there were dark circles under his eyes, but at least he was upright and coherent.
"I tried to rest," His voice was rough, but stronger than it had been earlier. "Couldn't sleep. Too much going through my head."
Ava sat down beside him on the bench, pul
