***Magnus’s POV***
It was over.
Her pain...
Her screams..
It all came to an end.
And now, Astrid’s tight grip on me was no longer as tight.
My soul pulled me towards the now messy lump of a celestial body on the ground.
As my legs were - by some miracle- actually carrying me to her, my mind began racing.
What if her plan failed?
What if her plan worked, but she paid the most expensive price?
What if this - all of this - put things into perspective?
As much as her heart will be my home, and my heart, hers, I can’t stop the thoughts creeping into the back of my mind.
My entire life span could be considered a few blinks of an eye for her and her newfound immortality.
What if she doesn’t want me anymore?
Could it all have been just hormones?
A cruel joke?
No..
She’s not like
