Back in Ave's room, where she'd just arrived inside and dropped the bag she had been clutching tightly on her shoulder on the bed, she took a deep sigh of relief and stretched. She had run all the way here after she'd left that Edward. The man's eyes alone were so scary, one wouldn't want to look into them for too long, not to mention when he held out a sword.
She could still feel her limbs slightly trembling from the aftermath of her encounter with him, but thanks to Aaron—who, for some reason, always gave her a weird feeling she couldn't pinpoint whenever she was around him—he had interfered and saved her. The young man had a mysterious and dangerous vibe that made one want to steer clear of him, not to mention his dark eyes that always looked at her like he knew something about her, even things she didn't.
