Aitana's POV
A low, rough sound escaped him, part laugh, part groan, as his arms came around me, holding me tightly against him. "I told you I'd always find my way back to you," he murmured, his voice still raw but filled with a warmth that seeped into my bones.
I buried my face in his neck, breathing him in. Just moments ago, he was cold to my touch, but finally, his warmth was returning to his body.
Still, I couldn't stop sobbing. I almost lost him, I thought I did
Behind me, I heard Tristan let out a shaky breath of his own. "Welcome back, brother," he said, his voice thick with emotion.
I felt Sebastian's chest rumble against mine as he chuckled weakly. "Took you long enough to give her the pep talk, didn't it?"
I pulled back just enough to look at his face, swiping at my tears
