Aspen,
"We've been bad," Sage purred in my head, her voice a soothing whisper that brought a smile to my lips. I giggled softly and reclined on the bed, letting the soft mattress envelop me. I knew Aiden trained at night, and I wanted him to see exactly what he saw. This wasn’t about punishing him; it was a calculated effort to reach him. Everything I was doing was for his good, to save his life.
In the past, I had warned him about Dahlia and Martin, but he had dismissed my concerns, thinking I was just trying to remove Dahlia from the picture. I couldn’t really blame him; it did seem that way when viewed through the lens of our complex relationship. But now, my motivations were clear and singular—I wanted us to survive.
I had shed so many tears over the past that now I felt numb, and i
