As much as Aster did not want to leave his little heaven, he could not slow the turning of the world.

Three beautiful, blissful days he spent worrying about nothing but Jace. He spent no time thinking about his wedding, his fiancé, or the plans he had thereof. He spent every waking moment basking in the glow of their dancing stars. It was so relieving to not have to worry about anything else.

But time moved along, as it always does: too fast. Jace healed ...