After what happened, Aren came to the realization that what Elena told him held water. It wasn't just meaningless words; she saw something, and now he saw it too.
Being tied to a group gave him a sense of purpose, allowed him to feel like there was more to his bleak existence. But it also made it a good target for those that hate him.
'Should I leave? Their lives are in constant danger with me, every day that they walk with me.
I've become too attached to the hip with them, and I lack the ability to constantly protect them, maybe the right choice is to walk away, maybe'
"Hope you aren't thinking of leaving us." Aidan's voice cut through the solemn moment like a sharp spear through flesh. Aren's gaze shifted, landing on Aiden, who stood a few meters away, a faint smile on his lips, leaning against a wall in a nonchalant way.
