Chapter forty three: Come get her

Arya’s POV

My body tensed as Nicklaus’ voice echoed through the phone, each word like an arrow shot to my heart piercing through without mercy as I felt my saliva turn to stone. It was like a thorn that could neither be swallowed or thrown out. My hand slowly massaging the sore spot lost stamina with Nicklaus’ final words. I felt cold shivers run through my spine. Realization choked me hard while my breath failed to rescue my dying lungs. This reality was cruelly enlightening, digging painfully deep without sparing my sanity.

‘How reckless of me, up until this very moment I’ve denied the feared truth that’s capable of paralyzing my rationality. ‘I...Ive fallen for Nicklaus. I’ve unknowingly given my heart to a monster, one who wouldn’t bat an eye or twitch a lash to tear it to shreds. Is this what heartbreak feels like?’ I wondered vibrating from the immerse pain slicing through my heart, but all I could do was helplessly let hot tears slowly stream down aimlessly.

My attention is