~Serah POV~
I watched from the far side of the hall as Serah suddenly collapsed. One moment she was walking tall after leaving the council meeting, the next, her knees buckled, and she dropped to the stone floor. Jethro moved faster than I had ever seen him. He shoved the rogues aside when they tried to help, screaming her name as he scooped her up in his arms. "Serah! Serah, wake up!"
The sound of his voice cut through me like a knife. He carried her straight to his private chamber, holding her close like she was the most precious thing in the world. I followed at a distance, my chest tight. So this was it? Jethro still loved her, huh? He still cared that much about her, because seeing the way he shouted her name and pushed everyone else away, told me everything I needed to know.
