Author's POV:“Do you really want to go alone?” Silver asked Aramis, who was standing in front of his bedroom door where once Phoenix took her last breaths.“I need to,” he mumbled. “I owe her this much. Her room, her scent, is not something that is traumatizing to me,” he had convinced himself that if he will keep running away, he will upset Phoenix. Layla had heard them talk about opening the room again. She just didn’t know why Silver suggested that.Taking slow steps, she reached them and stood beside them. Aramis really wasn’t keen on noticing anything else.He needed his full strength to face the bed where she died, to enter the room where he once used to see her. After he opened the lock, pushed the door open and an icy breeze brushed against his skin. He held his breath in and forced a smile across his lips.‘Aramis! You are not dating anyone else,’The memories of her when she used to boss him around playfully flashed before his eyes. He could see her in his memory, but that’
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