"Oof!" Arianna breathed when Kenith landed on her. He was so damn heavy that she heaved as she successfully pushed him to the side.
When did she become so casual about death? When she began working for Ruth or associating with these bad people because Arianna of years back would definitely scream in terror at this scene.
Arianna didn't stand up immediately nor did she want to admit that this rustic taste in her blood was that asshole's blood. Her head was pounding with headache and the ceiling was kind of hazy. Hopefully, this was a mild concussion because she needed to run right now.
A hand appeared in her sight.
Elijah.
Arianna didn't need him to speak to know it was him. Elijah's actions speak louder than words and she couldn't tell how relieved she was by his presence. She thought he abandoned her but that obviously wasn't the case. All that mattered was that he was here now.
