Aven's POV
"I don't want any of you," Aria's words rang in my head.
Ardyn growled within from the instant rejection. I looked at her as she stormed out of the duel hall, followed by Zade and Damon.
I just stood rooted at the spot, processing what just came out of her mouth. "I should be happy, shouldn't I? After all, that's what I wanted all along. But here I'm disappointed, sad and enraged.
This must have been too much for her. I started this fight, not considering how she might have felt during the altercation.
I hated that I was overwhelmed with that emotion, an emotion I never wanted to feel.
I sat up in my bed as I thought about how to get to her, and I found myself dressing up and heading to her dorm.
The cold night swept through me as I walked. Maybe I could tell her how bad I wanted her, how somehow she has captivated me.
I got to her door, contemplating whether to knock or just stare at it until the day breaks and she meets me sitting behind her door.
