Aaron’s POV
My eyes didn’t leave her for even a second. It made me understand that she wasn’t here out of fear or a lack of fighting. I saw how much she had as evidence on her face and arms, swaying and being caught by an annoyed Rebekah as she was dressed in her ceremonial garb. And even then, dressed to be offered as a sacrifice, the way she appeared so ethereal in white was enough to make my heart skip a beat. My jaw clenched and I was desperate to tear myself through that glass window, aware it would only do more harm than good. Luckily, Ronan would arrive by now, Maisie and him acting nonchalant as they came to the door, but I could hear her heart. And as much as I didn’t want to place such a weight on her shoulders, how much they believed her would depend if any of us got out of ton
