As soon as I answered, Ashten and Gustin burst in through the door. Ashten's worried black eyes were on me, and he tilted his head to the right for a moment. I could feel his pain radiating off of him from here. He took my state in and then ran to me. His arms wrapped me in a warm embrace which I longed for when I was in that dark. I hugged him tightly and breathed in his cologne. He smelled like smoke and mint. I ran my hands through his soft, strong, and thick black hair. His hold tightened on me, and then he broke the hug to see my face. He held my face in his broad hands and looked straight into my eyes. " Are you okay?" He asked, his pale face seemed pinkish, and his eyes a little bit red. " Were you crying?" I asked instead of answering. " No. Are you hurt?" He repeated his question.

