Aiden’s fingers clenched around his phone as he listened to the voice on the other end. His expression hardened, the warmth in her eyes fading into something heavy and grave. He didn’t say a word —just ended the call slowly and turned to Arwen.
The hesitation in his gaze was enough to make Arwen’s heart lurch. An ominous chill crept up in her nerves, and she instinctively gripped the sheets in her hands, as if grounding herself against a storm she could already sense brewing.
"What’s wrong?" she asked, her voice trembling slightly despite her effort to stay and sound calm. "Why are you looking like that? Everything is fine, right?"
"Moon," Aiden began slowly, his tone carrying both gentleness and gravity. "You need to stay strong. You can’t fall apart ... not at this moment. Granna always wanted to see you strong. She —"
"S-she ... she has left us?" Her voice dropped to a fragile whisper, as though she was terrified of the answer.
Aiden didn’t speak. He didn’t need to. His silence was louder than any confirmation.
Arwen’s breath hitched as the realization struck. Her eyes stung, and then, like a dam breaking, tears rolled down her cheeks in hot, uncontrollable streams. She closed her eyes, letting the pain of loss crash over her completely.
A hollow ache settled deep within her chest —a regret. A kind she knew she might never be able to let go of.
The last time she saw her Granna alive, she hadn’t hugged her. She hadn’t whispered words of love or gratitude. She hadn’t told her how lucky she was to have her unwavering support all these years. Instead, she had walked away in anger, hurt and confusion ... arguing over the past while the woman who loved her the most lay there, fighting her own silent battle.
Why did she have to make it so difficult for her Granna in her final moments?
Her shoulders shook as sobs tore through her, raw and heart-wrenching. Aiden stepped forward and pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly against his chest. She didn’t resist.
She buried her face into him, clinging as if he were the only thing keeping her from collapsing.
"Have I been too cruel to her?" she asked in between her sobs. She knew she had been, but some part of her desperately wanted someone to tell her that she wasn’t.
Aiden’s fingers gently threaded through her hair, soothing her. "You can never be cruel to anyone, Moon. Don’t blame yourself. You reacted in the most kindest way you could in that moment."


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