ELEIA’S POV
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Talking to the families has been...dreadful. Their broken expressions and hurt filled eyes haunt me...every time we moved on to the next, I'm still haunted by the look of the families before, making it more difficult to say the same sentence over and over again, just using different names...the names of the people I sent into a death trap...
Aiden has his hand on the small of my back as we walk over to the last home and I focus on steady breaths...
"I'll do this one." Aiden looks down at me as we walk, but I don't look at him.
Looking at him makes my heart race a million miles an hour and I need to be calm...I could feel the tears on the verge on just coming forth and I can't be emotional about this...
It's my professional loss, my guards...a part of my pack...but for
