It was gorgeous. Aros almost had to look away from the light. It was blinding, searing, probably ruining his eyesight, but he couldn't get enough. He laid there, soaking it all in. He felt like laughing. Surely Emma would laugh with him, but she was ahead of him.

Like always, he thought.

He wished he could stay there a bit longer. The light on his face. No pain could be felt. It didn't matter that his body was disfigured and broken, he felt finally free. Aros knew the time would come, and there couldn't be a better one.

No more fighting. No more shedding tears. No more lies. No more outbursts. No more manipulation. Just no more.

And it was just beautiful.

He wrapped Emma's body close to his chest as his eyes dropped.

She was just beautiful.