The thought was too unbearable to contemplate. His ragged breaths grazed Ariana's neck, communicating the depth of his panic.

She returned his embrace, seeking to comfort him with her words despite her hoarse voice.

"Theodore, I'm fine. You're here. You made it in time. You saved me again."

Her soft voice seemed to soothe Theodore's shaking soul. Gradually, he relaxed his grip on Ariana. Looking up at him, she marshaled the last vestiges of her strength and asked, "Did you see Sarah?"

“She's okay. I had someone escort her away," Theodore replied, his breath still uneven, and his gaze on Ariana tender as if handling a delicate treasure.