"Darling, don't ever leave us. I—it's just so tough; it felt like dying every day," Sasha mumbled, loving his strong arms that wrapped tightly around her.
They stayed together until both of them felt satisfied, but also left more to catch up on later. Sasha gave a light kiss on his lips, staring at his face to her heart's content and relishing in his scent.
Sasha took a step back, allowing the others to have their turn, since she planned to reconcile with him more properly later on—they had a lot to catch up on, after all.
As Jayden looked away from Sasha, his gaze landed on the six women standing not too far away from him. They were all gazing at him with smiles, but the pain they had felt after finding out about his death was still visible in their eyes.
Jayden walked in front of them, his expression becoming soft but also a little serious as he spoke slowly.
