"Aria," Noah breathed as soon as he saw the woman he desperately wanted to meet and speak to. His legs buckled and he dropped to his knees, much to Aria's disbelief and she sprinted to him, appalled to see him distraught and broken.
"Noah." Her alarmed voice was all Noah needed and tears gushed out of his eyes unknowingly. He did not know why he was crying, maybe because he had suffered greatly due to his grandfather's betrayal or maybe due to the fact that he had harmed Aria in his mad fury and blind respect and trust in the old man, only to realize that he was wrong from the start.
Noah bent forward, his shoulders sagging in regret and sadness and Aria felt suffocated and miserable to see such a mighty man kneeling in front of her this way. This was a blow bigger to her than the one she had suffered when Noah had kicked her, albeit accidentally.
