Hate was an emotion that they were far too familiar with. Cane knew hate intimately, while love was something he deemed he didn’t deserve to receive.
It would be easier for Aria to hate than love him.
In the streets, Cane and Jace could see the clamouring start when they saw Aria walking down the street in her white dress. Her long hair cascaded down her back, while she looked around her frantically, hoping to see that one face that she really wanted to see.
She couldn’t believe it. Even in her last moments, he still refused to see her. The last time she saw Cane was when he was lying on the bed. That was her last memory of him.
Aria ignored all the people around her that kept saying anything and everything. Their voices were buzzing in her ears, they sounded incoherent, because that was not the voice that she wanted to hear. She missed him so dearly.
Walking on either side of her were Aderan and Ethan. They accompanied her until she reached the altar, where she could see the gallows.
Both Ethan and Aderan helped her to climb the steps and everything else went in a blurr for Aria. The sun was not scorching hot and the wind was a little bit too cold this winter, but it had not snowed yet.
She was standing on a platform, which was erected higher than people’s eye level. There was a loop of rope before her eyes, but it was not fear that she felt, instead disappointment and emptiness.
Her eyes searched for him, even during the last few minutes of her life, she chose to seek for his presence. In this vast crowd, on this bright day, in between words that her pack members said, amidst this commotion and even in the torment and disappointment, she looked for him relentlessly...
Yet, she couldn’t find him.
She wished she knew that it would end like this. She wished she had pushed him out of her heart when it wasn’t too late and stopped seeking justification for her feelings toward him. She wished she didn’t fall for him...
But, the truth was; if by some miracle she had given a second chance, she would still choose to love him all the same.
She admired him when he was with Miss Leane. Watching how warm and affectionate he was with her dear missy, she often wished she would have a mate like him.
And when, finally, she got him, it was not that version that she imagined of him, still, she loved him with all of her being. She accepted the pain without any complaints. She stayed by his side just like how her missy would, but the truth was... that warm and kind man no longer existed, still, she wanted him.
Even when Cane told her the truth bluntly, emphasizing how he didn’t love her and reminded her over and over again about their mutual agreement, still, she was stubborn about justifying her own feelings for him.
Somehow, she knew from the start, there was nothing to look forward to pertaining to what they had, still, she chose to close her eyes.
And now, what was left of her?
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