Aaron’s POV
Human or supernatural. Man or woman. Elder or child. It comes for us all. No matter your wealth or station, abilities or faults, you will be within the clutches of death without a chance for pleading. To believe Alessandra and I were beyond that was naivety speaking beside the rejection of reality. All because we believed this love between us could outlast what it already had survived. But even love, pure and unbridled as ours, had been found by death. And it showed anything but mercy to her.
“We have to get her fever down!” I ordered a ballistic Laurie, who nearly dove down the steps at the sound of my voice calling to Alessandra as if a raised cadence would be enough to bring her back to me. If only, I would have spent the rest of my life until I was hoarse and she awoke i
