ARIA'S POV

I barely slept that night. Not because I wasn't tired. I had assumed a constant state of tiredness in the last weeks. My body screamed for rest after weeks of carrying grief that felt heavier than mountains, but every time I closed my eyes, I was overpowered by the fear that someone was going to sneak in and take them.

Now that they were here, it would be foolish not to take advantage of every second to see and hold them.

I had them use my arms as pillows. One on each arm. All I cared about was to feel their warmth on my skin until I could...