"I've been wondering whether there's a chance for me to see my brother so I can apologize…"
Ara's heart clenched painfully in her chest. The image of Alistair crying in grief crossed her mind again and wondered if that was real. Knowing the Ritz King, the gentleness he'd always shown her based on her earlier memories when they were children, it should be.
She wanted to see him again. She wanted to apologize and tell him she's alright and was living well with the love of her life. She wanted…
Ara hadn't realized that tears had started flowing from her eyes. Feeling the heat on her cheeks, she bowed her head as she wiped at her eyes furiously, careful not to be seen by her security who glanced at her worriedly from the rearview mirror. It seemed the thought of Alistair was like an open wound to her right now. However, since she had no idea if she could see him again, the wound would fester forever in her heart.
