"Sixth Master, if I hadn't shown up that day, you would have died!" She looked at him, speaking seriously without a hint of jest.
Her tear-soaked palm stung, and the pain seared his heart. Adrian finally understood the source of Sienna's anger. She was worried about him dying, resented him for not fighting back, and was furious that he hadn't thought of her and their child at that moment. "Stop crying. It hurts me to see you cry..."
"Yes, I cry, and it pains you. But do you know that when your uncle hits you, it also hurts me? Each blow that lands on your body also aches my heart. Adrian, did you ever think about me?"
"..."
"What would I do if you died? How am I supposed to live the rest of my life? Should I follow you in death as well?! You jerk, what about me and our child?"
