(Aria's pov next morning)
Why am I so cold?Please say last night wasn't a dream. Please say that I'm not laying in the woods.And that Ezra is not dead. My thoughts are flying around in my head. I slowly open my eyes. To my relief I'm still in Ezra's arms.My head is still on his chest.And everything is okey.
I can hear his small sleeping voices. I look up at him. I see something I didn't saw last night. Weakness.He got shot in the stomach for a week ago and he got operated. I can't belive he carried me all to way to the cabin.He must have been hurting all the way.
I sit up and look at him.I still can't belive that he did all this for me. Tried to save Alison only to win me back. Then he got shot to protect me and the other girls. When he collapsed he just told me that he was sorry.And reached for my cheeck to touch me while he closed his eyes.I kiss his forehead. -My hero.I whisper almost impossible to hear. He laughs silently. He is still asleep.I remember when Hardy told me about that in the bar.It is just as cute the first time I heard it.
I look at the clock that is on the shelf on the fireplace. 9:00am. -Are you awake already?A tired Ezra asks me. -Are you alright? I asks him quick.
-What do you mean? he asks confused. -Ezra.You got shot last week.You had a operation.You are not in a good shape.I can see it.I say serious. -I feel a little weak.he says and looks up at me. -I can see that.We should get you home.And make clear to everyone that you're not dead.I say as I take his hand.
-Maybe not quite yet.he answer.
-What do you mean.I asks. He sits up. -I just understood something.I'm alive and evryone thinks I'm dead.he continues as he looks at me.I nods. -Someone is in my coffin.We have to find out who?As he said that I understood. Someone's body is in his coffin.And tonight we were going to find out who.
