Thank you guys so much for all the reviews! Each and every one of them made me smile. And each and every smile made me want to write some more, so here I am updating. I decided to do this chapter from Rose and Lissa's POV. The next one will be from Christian's POV. Enjoy!

Rose's POV:

Through our bond, I could feel Lissa's feelings intensifying. Her steadfast determination was now starting to wane. It had been replaced by apprehension and nervousness. I let these feeling drag me into her and before long, I was seeing through her eyes.

Lissa's POV:

I was climbing the stairs to the church chapel. The stairway was eerily quiet and I shuddered violently as memories of the last time I had been here flooded me.

Christian and I had been alone. Victor's Guardians had opened the door and seized me immediately. I could still feel their cold hands gripping under my arms, holding me up. I had been terrified and frozen up, unable to fight. Christian had jumped to his feet and started to fight them- both with magic and his fists. Despite his abilities, the Guardians had easily overpowered Christian. I grimaced again, remembering how Christian had been crumpled up against the wall, easily held up by one of the Guardians. He had watched me leave, his face twisted into a mask of despair. His eyes had been swimming with tears as he stood there, helpless. His tortured expression still haunted my dreams. It was that tortured expression that made me quicken my pace. My stupid fears could wait. Christian was what mattered right now.

I pushed the door to our room open. Christian was sitting on the ledge, his arms wrapped around his legs in a protective ball. Sobs racked through his normally sturdy frame. My heart tightened to see him like this- so hurt, so sad, so vulnerable.

"Christian," I whispered, hurrying to his side.

He looked up, his eyes bloodshot. His face lightened with something akin to hope. Then it darkened- so quickly that I wondered whether I had imagined it. He glared at me, "Go away," he muttered, his voice as cold as ice. "I don't care if I ever see you again."

His words sliced through me like physical pain and I found myself gripping the wall to stay standing. He hated me- for something that wasn't even my fault. I couldn't lose him- not like this, over some stupid misunderstanding.

"Please," I begged, "I know what it looked like, but you know I don't like Adrian that way. I love you and I would never do anything to hurt you-"

Christian laughed humorlessly, his eyes fiery with a mixture of fury and disgust. "You have a funny way of showing it," he spat.

I choked back a sob as he got up and left. Tears streamed down my face relentlessly as I watched walk away. I couldn't remember ever being so sad or hopeless.

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