When Abel drew his back, his lips were stretched from ear to ear. He watched her eyelashes flutter open and look at him straight in the eye with the same affection within them.
"My wife," he whispered with a tinge of giddiness, a little overwhelmed to call her his.
"Mhm?" Her subtle smile remained, her vision blurry as dark spots appeared in the corner of her eyes.
"Abel..." she whispered. "... sorry, my husband."
His eyelids drooped, nodding slightly with a smile. Her complexion turned paler with every passing second and despite the blood covering half of her face, her thick sweats were visible underneath. Aries gripped the lapels of his suits tightly before her eyes slowly shut closed.
When her grip on his clothes loosened, her hand slowly collapsed on her body. The side of her head resting against his chest passed out.
