Standing before me now, he looks like the past week pained him just as much, and I cave. Without another thought, I throw myself into his arms and hold him tight, determined to never let go. It takes less than a second for him to wrap his arms around me just as tightly. "Fuck, Aria. Let’s go." I nod in agreement before reluctantly pulling out of his embrace and remembering I’m here with Kris. I look around, trying to locate her when he says, "She knows, Aria. How do you think I knew to come here? Let’s go."
