Ashton:
"No, angel. He isn't dead." Arden's eyes were set hard. He was raging silently.
I fell into his chest, fighting back my own emotions. I will not shed another tear over Benjamin. No matter what, he will not affect my life enough to make me cry ever again.
"Okay. What do we do next, then?" I asked, hoping he had an answer.
"We live." He whispered into my hair. Our only option is to beef up security and live our lives as unbothered as possible.
So that's what we did, and things got better over the next few weeks. Arden hired at-home and at-work security who would have their eyes on me constantly, and truthfully, I didn't mind it the way I thought I would when he talked it over with me. Instead, I embraced my feeling of safety, knowing they were there twenty-four hours a day. I
