She contemptuously gazed into the garden going up in flames. Contemptuously. Yes, she loved the garden Mike made, but for whatever reason, she.... hated it. She had felt despair, wrath, pity, sorrow, but also a hint of relief she tried to hide. She then looked over to Lily far off, raging at what the execution did. "Lily," Aire approached her from behind. "You might had told him you would probably save him, but still, he cannot hold it in. You cannot save everybody," She said that with a hint of malice. She knew her secret afterall.
