Aria
"I killed him Aria. I am sorry."
Those words explode like fireworks in my chest. My head spins, my pupils roll back in my sockets, and I can feel my nostrils flaring, my legs wobble, but I do not cling to anything for support, I let my knees grow weaker by the minute.
Archi holds me, "Hey, you should sit down," he leads me to a chair at the side of his room.
He kneels before me, holding my hands, "I am so sorry Aria, I just had to do it, it was getting too much, the threatenings, everything, I just could not think of what to do."
I still do not know how to react to his revelation. If I should be happy, or grateful, or sad, I just feel blank on the inside, no emotions, nothing.
"Are you angry with me?" He squeezes my hand gently in his. I gently free my hands from his grip, then look away.
For some reason, I do not want to look at him in the eye.
I hear him sigh deeply, "Just know that I did it because I love you so much, and want to be with you."
