The Devil’s Hour

Raina’s heart wouldn’t slow down, even now, it was much worse than before as he walked timidly to rejoin the crowd.

Her eyes were still wide and frantic, her body literally shaking, tears slipping down to her cheeks.

Aaron, all battered and bruised up himself, gingerly returned to her.

“I'm sorry.” he whispered to her, carefully wrapping his arms around her.

Raine's heart still thundered behind her ribs, loud enough that she was sure the whole room could hear ...