"Aiden, MOVE!!!"
Aiden heard Lord Marcus Caldwell screaming at him, but he was unable to move. His body felt numb all over. His heart stopped beating the moment Ryan fell off the cliff.
Ryan...
Ryan was...
Aiden slowly crawled to the edge of the broken floor and peered into the depth. He was only able to see the raging water underneath. The sea waves that collided against the cliffside with an amount of force enough to decimate bodies.
No way.
This must be a dream.
It was a bad dream, right?
Aiden's tears blurred his sight.
"Aiden...!!!"
"AIDEN...!!!"
Various people were calling his name, but at that time he could not and did not want to care about them. His thoughts were with the love of his life who was plunged to death for attempting to stop Mark Parsons.
No, a small voice in Aiden's head spoke up. He was not dead.
The small voice gave Aiden a little spark of hope, but Aiden's rationality argued against the small voice.
How could Ryan survive?
He...