(Sanya's POV)
The wedding preparations continue around us, Sasha flitting from one task to another with manic energy, choosing flowers and decorations and making demands that the servants scramble to fulfill, and through it all Aaron goes through the motions like a man walking to his execution, his face blank, his eyes empty.
And I watch him, this ghost of a man I used to love, and I wonder what secrets he's keeping, what truths he's hiding behind those careful silences and frustrated looks, but I don't ask because I've learned that asking Aaron Knight for the truth is like asking the moon to come down from the sky.
It's never going to happen.
So I just keep dragging him back every time he tries to run, keep forcing him to face the consequences of a promise he never wanted to make, and
