Ariana’s POV
Roman’s eyes widened seeing me, his hand clawing at me to let him breathe.
“A…Ariana, please… let me go. I can’t breathe.” He gasped, struggling for air. His clawing at my hand had peeled off my skin.
“What did you think you could achieve, Roman?”
“I swear I didn’t know,” He held my hand, “I swear!”
Tears had began forming from his eyes, “Please don’t let me die like this, I’m begging you.”
He wouldn’t last long.
“Please! I’d never betray you, you know that.”
Jasper had said the same thing.
I gritted my teeth, “Is there a way for me to find out?”
“No.” He answered, weakly, as though he’d succumbed to his fate.
I freed my grip on his throat and he fell to the ground, gasping for air.
I turned without a second’s glance, walking away, “Follow me.”
I heard him get up
