away any future they might have had.
Even if they found a way to destroy the curse, and destiny no longer stood between them , they would not be together. Not because they would destroy the world…but because there was nothing left to love inside the hollow shell that wore Persephone’s face.
The woman he had fallen in love with was no longer there. She had thrown away everything…for the life of his brother. She had betrayed him in more ways than one!
As Aaron’s eyes started to water, he swiftly turned away from his father.
He wasn’t the type prone to tears. He usually was tough as nails and had only cried a few times throughout his life, mostly when he was a kid…and when he had found Adam lying lifeless on the floor of his study.
This was the very first time he felt like crying over a woman. And he never would have thought it possible that he could ever feel this way about anyon e― but he’d been wrong.
He’d torn down his walls, ready to commit to the woman he loved…and she’d thrown his love in his fac e― before she left him forever.
He could not even grieve for her loss.
Because he could not forgive her…
A idan’s eyes might have been closed, but he’d been conscious throughout Malcolm and Aaron’s talk…and he’d heard every single word!
Moments before he’d overheard them talking, he’d come to and wondered where he was and what had happened. He’d been unable to remember anything after his failed attempt at saving them both from drowning. He and Persephone had been completely surrounded by water. There’d been no way out…and he hadn’t been able to open the portal. He’d been at a loss to explain how he was even alive.
Then, he’d suddenly heard his brother and father talking about what had happened and decided not to let on that he was conscious. He’d been certain they wouldn’t have spoken so openly had they known he was awake. And he really needed answers, needed to know what kind of miracle had saved his life.
Had he known what he was about to hear, he would have done anything to keep himself in the dark. The truth was excruciatingly hard to bear.
She had sacrificed herself…the purity of her soul…for him.
How could she have done that?
It made no sense!
Though his father thought Persephone must have been in love with him, Aidan could not believe it.
Sure, there had been moments when he’d thought there was some kind of understanding between them…moments when they’d been really close…emotionally.
But he’d thought she was in love with his brother and, therefore, couldn’t care about him in such a way. He’d thought she was merely glad to have him around because she felt safer in his presence.
He’d saved her life more than once, after all. It hadn’t been that far-fetched to come to the conclusion that she might, first and foremost, seek his company to ensure her own protection.
But not once had she let on that she felt something for him, well, other than physical attraction. Could he have somehow missed it? Had she given any indication of actually having feelings for him? Aidan didn’t know what to believe anymore.
The fact of the matter was: Despite her earlier allusions to the blackness within her tainted sou l― which had obviously been a considerable source of distress to he r― she’d willingly let herself be overcome by darkness…to save his life.
Those were the irrefutable facts.
Who sacrificed their soul for someone they didn’t care about? Would he sacrifice something as valuable as his soul for someone he didn’t truly love, Aidan asked himself.
The answer was very simple: he would not. But for someone he loved? In a heartbeat…and without the slightest regret! That was the power of love.
Was that what she’d done? Had she loved him without his realizing it? Could she even have fallen in love with him in the brief time they had known each
Jacquelyn Mitchard, Daphne Benedis-Grab