Arrya?

Damien didn't know when he gave Aaron his daughter and rushed towards the slim lady falling. Octavio who was standing next to Arrya didn't know when the man that was standing a few feet away from them, beat him to time. There in his arms, Arrya's unconscious body fell as her face became pale.

Amaya couldn't hold back her tears as the day she always pray for had finally come to light.

Her brother became a monk and sees women as flies as his only happiness was his two little humans his wife left before her disappearance.

Damien couldn't speak, his shut-off words, his head was still trying to wrap around what just happened. In his arm lay the woman he always wished for her presence, she looked thinner and paler and her dark hair looked longer. Damien continued to stare at Arrya as he held her close to his chest in total silence until he heard a voice.

“Excuse me, sir, she needs air" Octavio broke the silence just to receive a killing glare from Damien who stood up and carried Arrya's th