POV: Amari Stormborne
One thing Amari didn't expect when she went to visit Aris was seeing someone on their deathbed laying in his living room.
She carefully placed the box of donuts she brought for Aris on the tea table in the living room, slowly walking towards the man laying in the sofa next to it. Silas looked like a mummy covered in thick bandages, only his head being the part of him that managed to escape the cruel fate. He slowly blinked his eyes open when he sensed Amari approach, carefully turning his head to get a better look of her.
"You look like you've seen better days."
Silas gave her the sly grin that he always put up when he wanted to change subjects.
"This is the best day I've had in a while." He shifted, adjusting the hand he had tenderly placed on his stomach. "I'm living the dream."
