Aria
My heart is breaking for him, he is no monster the horror that raised him is. “Killian you are not” I state emphatically. His eyes are haunted as he raises my wrists to his lips and kisses each one in turn, such a tender gesture at odds with his turmoil.
I just want to hold him, to show him I love him but I know he won’t let me until he has fully bared his soul.
“Ari, I am, I’m darkness itself, I was not raised to know or want love, only vengeance and power” his eyes close and I dare to touch his face once more, eyes opening to me burning with fire and pain “And yet you do” I say softly.
He looks unsettled by my words “You do know love Killian and you want it, however hard Dimi may have tried he has failed”
His laugh is bitter, features hardening “Ari it was me” now I’m the
