"Ariana!"
Between the haze that had swallowed her up, Ariana heard something crash behind her. She had no idea how she fell on the floor; all she knew was that this time around she was not choking on the dark, gloomy ink but also her blood.
A gurgling sound left her lips as she turned to look at the person who screamed her name.
Someone who reached out to her and pulled her off the cold surface and held her up. The touch of the familiar warmth made her take a shuddering, chopped breath. And she saw him through the red haze, her lips too heavy to move.
He was covered in blood and—was he crying? It couldn't be possible; there was no way Nicolai de Luca was crying for her. If he cared this much, then he would have fucking reached out to her rather than leave her alone for almost a month.
She must be imagining it. That's right, she was only imagining him —
However, that thought came to a sudden end when something wet dripped on her face.
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