The faint smell of chemicals lingered in her nose as Satele slowly came to. Upon opening her eyes, she found herself bound to a contraption in a metal-walled room. Then her eyes landed on the unconscious Malgus bound to another contraption. Then she heard the voice of Adraas.

"Hello, Satele." He said, as he pushed himself away from the wall and approached her.

Standing in front of her, he gazed into her eyes, and with a wicked smile, he asked.

"Did you miss me?"

Looking at his smug face a fit of instant anger enveloped her. As she tried to call upon the Force to break free of her restraints, she realized she lost her precious power again. Disheartened, Satele realized Adraas must have used the same concoction that Lord Darkspanner used on them before. She wondered how did he acquire it.

With a frown, she looked at him and said with a low growl.

"I'm going to kill you for this."

"Oh." He said feigning hurt. "You are still mad at me?"

When she stayed quiet, he stepped closer and said.

"I don't know how you killed him, but I must say, you are more than what you seem like."

"He deserved to die." She spat at him with an icy tone. "So do you...Adraas."

"But you see." He started as he placed his hands on the metal restraints. "You are in no position to talk to me like that."

Feeling extremely frustrated, Satele looked away from his gaze and turned her attention toward Malgus. He seemed to be unharmed, which made her feel better. However, the situation they were in was not what she expected. As she looked at Adraas again, she asked.

"Where is Lana? Is she alright?"

"She is in one of the holding cells." Adraas replied. "She is doing just fine."

"Where are we?" Satele asked.

"On one of the Imperial Dreadnoughts." He replied. Then he stepped back and walked up to Malgus. For a few seconds, he watched him, and then with a sudden move, he punched him in the stomach, instantly waking the unconscious man up.

Malgus's stomach muscles tightly clenched from the blow of Adraas's glove. Taking a deep shaky breath, he cracked one eye open only to see another blow coming his way. This time he received it on his left cheek, causing him to bite down on the side of his tongue with great force.

The pain was sharp and raw, engulfing his mouth with a coppery taste. Then he spat out some bloody saliva in front of Adraas's boots.

"I'm glad you are awake." Adraas said with a cold tone looking at Malgus's enraged expression.

Straining against his restraints, Malgus tried to free himself, but his efforts were futile. Unable to use his powers, Malgus realized that Adraas possibly used a similar drug Lord Darkspanner used on Lehon. Then his eyes found Satele's. Seeing her unharmed made him relax a bit. Averting his eyes away from her, he stared into Adraas's eyes and asked.

"Is she your little puppet?"

With slight confusion, Adraas looked at him and asked.

"She?"

"Lord Darkspanner." Malgus said with distaste. Then he spat out another bloody glob of saliva on the floor barely missing Adraas's boots.

His confused expression morphed into a sly grin and then he said.

"She and I go back a long time. She is a trustworthy ally who had never let me down."

"So what is your plan?" Malgus growled.

"My plan?" Adraas asked pointing to his chest. "I don't have one, but Lord Angral and the rest of the Dark Council has one. As we speak, we are heading back to Dromund Kaas. You and Lana are ready to face serious consequences." With a smug frown, he added. "I do not want to be in your shoes right now."

Through flaring nostrils, Malgus looked toward Satele and asked.

"What about my wife?"

"Oh yes." Adraas said with a sly smile. "It's still hard to believe that you married her." Pulling up one of his dark eyebrows, he mockingly said. "A Jedi. You married a Jedi. How pathetic is that."

Then with a cold tone, he added.

"Your precious wife would also face consequences. However, hers would be somewhat different than yours."

"What do you mean?" Malgus asked staring at him.

"You and Lana are traitors to the Empire. Your trial and punishment would be decided by the council. But her." Saying that he turned toward Satele. "She will be treated much differently."

Then he turned back to Malgus and as his eyes roamed over the contraption, with a frown he said. "I wish to torture you the same way you have tortured me on the Lindworm. However, it would give me no satisfaction to see you bleed. Let the council unleash their rage on you."

Stepping away from Malgus, Adraas approached Satele and as he gazed into her accusing eyes, he murmured. "However, I can still hurt you where it hurts the most."

Malgus's breathing became heavier and faster as he waited on what he was going to do to Satele.

With a flick of his wrist, Adraas turned on the machine. Clenching her teeth, Satele drew in a sharp intake of breath as the first wave of pain rushed through her. She didn't want to give him the satisfaction to see her scream. But after just a few seconds, the pain became intolerable making her scream with agony as it rushed through her like a lightning strike.

Then he turned up the dial, making her body convulse with more pain.

Helplessly, Malgus watched as his wife was getting tortured. Straining against the metal bounds, he roared like a wounded animal.

"STOP! STOP IT NOW!"

Turning around, and with a wicked smile, Adraas looked at his frantic expression. He had known Malgus for a long time, but he had never seen him like this before. His suffering was a wonderful view to behold.

"Why should I?" Adraas replied with a laugh.

Malgus never begged anyone in his life. To see Satele within the grasp of that dreaded machine was just too much to handle. With pleading eyes, he looked at Adraas and begged.

"Please, stop it. Punish me if you want but please I'm begging you… don't do this."

"Awwww." Adraas cooed in a cold tone. "The fierce General of the Imperial army, Lord Malgus is begging me." As he placed his hand on the dial again, he said. "I love to hear you beg. It's music to my ears." Then he turned up the dial again, making Satele shriek.

The pain was unbearable and Satele felt herself slipping away, falling into a deep, dark abyss.

As the pitch-black darkness engulfed her, the pain that took over her entire body was slowly pulsating behind her closed eyelids, reminding her that she was not free from it. Then she heard his voice cutting through the darkness, bringing a ray of hope into her tortured soul.

Satele. Revan's pleasant calm voice called out. Satele.

Where are you? She asked looking around.

I'm here with you. She heard his voice around her. You are in so much pain right now. I can feel it through the Force. I'm here to help you ease it.

How can you help me? She asked.

Now that I'm no longer his prisoner I was able to link my mind to yours. I can help you get through this. I know what you feel. I've been there before. His voice softly echoed through the endless darkness. Open your mind and let me in.

As soon as she acknowledged his presence, and let her guard down, suddenly Satele felt a warm tingly sensation enveloping her body. It felt like someone was gently caressing her, and this sensation felt good.

How are you able to do this? She asked with a smile.

I'm able to do many things, my dear. Revan replied. My knowledge is endless.

Can you help us to get out of here? She asked hoping that he might be able to help them escape.

I'm afraid I can't help you with that. He replied. My powers are limited. The only thing I can give you is solace and knowledge.

A sudden frustration surrounded her realizing he wouldn't be able to help.

I can feel your frustration. Revan said. I know exactly how you feel. Don't let him get to you. He will try anything to break you. But don't give him the satisfaction.

How can I not give him the satisfaction? Satele asked. With a saddened tone she added. He took my powers away. I'm at his mercy right now.

Not entirely. Revan replied.

What do you mean? She asked.

There is a greater power within you that didn't just help you with the Emperor's defeat, but also this hidden gem is keeping your strength up right now. Revan said.

What power? She asked confused.

There are no coincidences in life. Revan started to explain. Everything that happened to you until this point was for a reason. Every single action and choice brought you here to this point in time. The people you've met, the man you married was always your true destiny. It was your calling and you have diligently followed it to lead you on your path. The power within you that is keeping you safe is the most precious thing you can ever ask for.

What is it? Satele anxiously asked.

A small chuckle left his mouth and then he said.

You are with child my dear. And not just any child, but a very powerful one indeed.

Child? She asked with disbelief. I'm pregnant?

Yes. Revan replied.

An instant shock took over her. She couldn't believe that she was pregnant. This unexpected news came as a great surprise. There was a tiny life within her and this thought gave her an extraordinary feeling of confusion mixed with happiness. Then as she was about to ask another question, suddenly her eyes popped wide open bringing her back to reality. Staring at Adraas, she let out a deep growl, and with an angry tone, she demanded.

"Let me out of here."

The look in her eyes made Adraas swallow hard. It reminded him of the day in Malgus's bedchamber. Although she was confined and drugged up, still she gave him the shivers every time he thought about that day. Quickly, he grabbed one of the needles and jammed it into her shoulder. Somehow she resisted the drug better than Malgus or Lana. This was the third time he had to administer it, otherwise, she would have broken out and this was the last thing he wanted to happen.

As the drug coursed through her body, she relaxed and closed her eyes.

Malgus let out a sigh of relief. He had used those types of machines on others before and he knew not many survived the torture process. To watch her being tortured was the worst thing he could have witnessed. Feeling powerless and useless, he clenched his teeth and let out a deep animalistic growl looking at her pale, sweat-drenched complexion. He wished for nothing more but to get out of his restraints and kill the son of a bitch. Then Adraas turned to face him and with a sly grin, he said.

"I think she's had enough for today." Then he turned back to Satele and after a few seconds of contemplating, he said. "We still have a few days to go before we reach Dromund Kaas. I think I will have some fun before we get there."

Saying that he unlocked Satele's straps and picked her up into his arms.

"What are you doing?" Malgus asked as his pulse skyrocketed.

Holding her limp body in his arms, he walked toward the door, and as he turned around, he said. "You know exactly what I'm going to do."

"NO! NO! NOOOOO!" Malgus ferociously roared watching Adraas leaving the chamber.

Ignoring Malgus, Adraas stepped out and headed toward his bedchamber. Opening the door he walked inside and placed her body down on the bed. Then he took out several needles and put them inside his nightstand.

Sitting down beside her, he watched her sleeping. Her enticing lips slightly parted as she took a few shallow breaths. Reaching out, he gently ran his thumb over the soft texture of her lips. Then he touched her face and her hair. Leaning closer, his face hovered over hers, taking in every little detail of her beautiful complexion. From her long, dark eyelashes, his eyes traveled to her nose and then to her lips. The last kiss they shared was not for his liking, however, this time it will be different. She was not fully awake and he wanted to feel those lips on his again without her protesting.

Pressing his lips to hers, he forced her mouth open.

The sweet taste of her lips felt pleasantly good making him excited.

Then he gently bit down on her lower lip, sucking it into his mouth. Sliding his hand down her neck, he was about to place his hand beneath her top, when the hologram projector suddenly beeped in. Quickly, he let go of her and stood up. Then he walked to the table to take the call.

"My Lord." He said bowing his head as Lord Angral's projected image appeared in front of him.

"What a great surprise." Adraas said feeling irritated.

"The council wants details about what happened at the prison." Lord Angral said. "Make sure you provide them with this information."

"Yes my Lord." Adraas replied. Then he added looking at his superior. "The Chiss were defeated but the prison suffered a lot of damage. We lost some parts of it, including Revan's cell."

"Do you think he is dead?" Lord Angral asked.

"I don't think anyone would have survived the blast that destroyed that part of the prison." Adraas replied.

"He is not just anyone, you know that right?" Lord Angral asked intently looking at him.

"Yes of course." Adraas replied feeling annoyed by his questions.

However, there was one thing that he had kept to himself, not wanting Lord Angral to know about it.

There was one ship that unfortunately got away and he had good reason to believe that Revan was on that ship. After questioning Lana, which took him a good effort to get anything out of her, he found out why they came to the prison.

He was still greatly surprised about them single-handedly defeating the Emperor and managing to free her ancestor. He knew Satele was powerful, but he had never thought she was powerful enough to be able to pull off what she did.

Since their arrival on Lehon, he was getting information about them from Lord Darkspanner. Right away, he wanted to go there to collect them, but by respecting Lord Darkspanner's wishes he stayed away and patiently waited for them to leave the Revanites.

After she told him about Satele's connection to Revan's spirit, he was certain Lord Darkspanner wanted to use her to get to him. He was aware of her fascination with Revan, knowing that she would do anything just to get him back. Although removing Revan from his prison cell and delivering his body was never in his plans, his false promise to her was just an excuse to get his hands on Satele and Malgus. He just couldn't pass on an opportunity like that.

With the Emperor's death came his great promotion. Now Lord Angral took over the Empire, making Adraas the Emperor's Wrath.

Staring at the holographic image, Adraas said.

"I'm looking forward to taking the Empire to new heights."

"Very well." Lord Angral's voice boomed over the intercom. "Make sure she is not harmed. I want to deal with her personally."

"Yes my Lord." Adraas replied feeling anxious knowing that he has already done some damage. He didn't want to think about what Lord Angral would do if he found out that he had already disobeyed his orders.

"What about Lord Malgus?" The Sith asked.

"He is confined and drugged up." Adraas replied.

"What a shame." Lord Angral said. Then he added. "He could have been one of the greatest."

"Indeed my Lord." Adraas said with a frown and then saying farewell, he disconnected the call.

Taking a few deep breaths to calm himself down, he walked back to Satele and then looked down on her body.

The thought of having her was very tempting, but he didn't want to bring Lord Angral's wrath down on his head by disobeying him.

It's not worth it, he sourly thought. Then a small smile appeared on his face as he thought about what Malgus must be feeling at this time. This sweet thought made him laugh waking Satele up.

Through her foggy mind, she heard someone laughing. Then as she opened her eyes, she saw she was in someone's bedchamber lying on a bed. Instantly her hands ran over her body making sure she was fully dressed.

"Don't worry." She heard Adraas's voice. "I'm not going to do anything."

"What…is…. going on?" Satele asked staring at him standing at the foot of the bed. "Why am I here?"

With a frown, he looked at her and said.

"To punish your husband."

"Punish him?" She asked confused.

"What do you think he is thinking right now knowing that you are in my bedchamber?" He asked as he walked to the closet and started to remove his armor.

"You bastard." Satele growled feeling weak and lightheaded. Slowly, she sat up and got up. She didn't want to lie in his bed. Even the thought of his sheets touching her gave her a nauseating feeling. Slowly, she staggered to a chair and slumped down on it.

Then she looked toward the closet and saw him taking his clothes off. Quickly, she averted her eyes not wanting to look at him.

"Yes I am a bastard, you're right about that." He said as he walked toward her wearing nothing but a pair of long pants. Gazing at the floor, she looked at his feet and wished that she could have attacked him, but she knew this was futile. She was in no condition to do something like that.

"Look at me." He said.

Lifting her head, she looked up to see him standing in front of her. To her amazement, his whole upper body was covered with intricate tattoos. Their design reminded her of his peculiar mask. From his wide chest, she looked into his eyes and asked.

"Why are you doing this?"

"I'm doing this for the glory of the Empire." He replied.

"Your Empire is falling apart." She said with a taunting voice. "Your Emperor is dead."

With a small chuckle, he said.

"The Empire would never fall."

Squatting down in front of her, he looked at her and asked.

"How did you do that? How did you manage to kill him?"

"He was a weak fool." Satele replied intensely gazing into his eyes.

"I know for sure he wasn't weak or a fool." Adraas replied with distaste. He didn't like her attitude and suddenly his hands shot out slapping her on the face.

"You will show respect." He growled looking at her astonished face.

Her left cheek burned from his touch, but she didn't want to show him that it bothered her.

Then he stood up and stepped away from her. The look on her face suddenly reminded him of his mother. How many times he had seen his father doing the exact same thing to her or worse, he thought disheartened thinking about his awful childhood. Growing up on Dromund Kaas was never easy for him. Being the only child, his life was like hell because of his abusive father. He still remembered the day when his mother died. This sorrowful memory always haunted him. During one of his raging moments that day, his father finally managed to kill her causing extreme agony for young Adraas. She was the only person who ever loved him and cared for him and to lose her was an immense blow to deal with. After her death, life became much worse when his father's attention turned to him. Every single day he had no choice but to endure his verbal and physical abuse. His body became the temple of his father's aggression, scarring him for life.

When he got old enough to defend himself, he managed to trap his father and torture him to death. The scars that he left behind now were covered up with tattoos, hiding beneath the dark ink.

Walking up to the closet, he pulled out a long rope and approached her.

He didn't want to take the chance of her turning on him in the middle of the night.

"Stand up." He ordered her.

"What are you doing?" She asked eyeing the rope in his hands.

"Making sure that you'll stay put." He replied gesturing for her to put her arms down.

Wrapping the rope around her body, he placed her back on the chair, then he wrapped the end of the rope around the chair's legs. He was certain the drug would last until morning, but before he went to bed, he gave her another shot just to be on the safe side.

The night went by torturously long. Blankly staring at the floor, Malgus's mind was in great turmoil thinking about what he was doing to Satele. He felt broken and defeated thinking about Adraas having his hands all over her body, making her his.

This angering thought kept him up all night. Only for a few hours, he managed to doze off when one of the soldiers came in to give him another shot.

Hours later he heard the door open again and saw Satele walking in followed by Adraas. Looking at his arrogant face made Malgus's mind go dark. As he looked at Satele, she slightly shook her head signaling for him to stay quiet.

After he placed her back into the contraption, Adraas turned to Malgus and asked.

"Did you sleep well?"

Not saying anything, Malgus stared him down. If looks could kill Adraas would have been dead. With a sly grin, he nodded his head toward Malgus and then walked out leaving them alone.

After he left, Malgus looked at her and as he was about to ask, she swiftly spoke up.

"Nothing happened between us."

"Please don't lie to me." Malgus said feeling hurt.

"I'm not lying." She assured him. "He only did this to make you miserable."

Malgus let out a sigh of relief, and then a small smile appeared on his face.

Satele wanted to tell him about the baby, but she knew they were listening to their conversation and she didn't want them to know about her pregnancy. Staying quiet, she just hoped to tell him this great news later. She still held hope that once they reach Dromund Kaas Lord Marr or Scourge and his Chiss army would rescue them. If it was a different situation, she would have never put faith in a Sith Lord, however, she had no choice on this matter. She didn't want to think about what their punishment would be. What they did was an atrocity and she was certain their penalty would be death.

The next day they arrived at Dromund Kaas.

As they were escorted up the stairs toward the Dark council's palace, Satele glanced at Lana, whose haunted eyes gazed forward. She looked broken and Satele wondered what they did to her. Then her attention turned to Malgus walking in front of them escorted by Imperial soldiers. His wide shoulders were hunched making his tall frame look smaller, she thought disheartened.

The palace was surrounded by hundreds of people. They all came to see the traitors. Their loud shouting gradually quietened down, as they stepped inside the building and headed toward to council's main chamber.

With folded arms, Darth Marr anxiously looked at them walking in shackles, escorted by soldiers and Lord Adraas. Marr couldn't see his face, but he was certain beneath that mask his smug face was beaming with pleasure. Then his attention turned to Malgus and the girls. He couldn't believe what they did. When he found out that they left Lehon, he had a bad feeling about their impromptu trip. But he had never imagined that they were going to do something extremely dangerous and utterly mindless. The Emperor's defeat was not something he had foreseen, and this greatly surprised him. However, Lord Scourge's actions did not surprise him at all. He wished to meet him again and let him know how he felt about his careless actions.

Looking at them, he felt angry and somehow responsible for what happened. He knew their penalty would be death and to think about losing them, especially losing Lana gave him a painful feeling inside.

Then his eyes landed on Lord Anglar, who confidently sat on the Emperor's throne now.

Marr was not happy about this outcome. His promising plans to make changes within the Empire were now null and void, making him angry and bitter.

Then he looked at Vowrawn, who approached Lord Adraas and said.

"Welcome home my Lord."

"My Lords." Adraas bowed his head. Then he said. "I've brought you the traitors. Let your decision bring justice down on their heads."

"You did well my Lord." Vowrawn said eyeing Malgus and the women behind him. Then he stepped closer to Malgus and as he looked into his eyes, Vowrawn said.

"You are a disgrace and you will be punished accordingly."

Then he walked up to Lana and said.

"I'm extremely disappointed in you. You will also face justice Lana Beniko."

Then his attention turned to Satele. Standing in front of her, he stared into her eyes and in a cold tone, he asked.

"Do you feel satisfied that you have achieved something that hadn't been achieved in a millennium?"

Staying silent, Satele gazed into his piercing eyes, and then she looked at the ground.

"You have nothing to say...Jedi?" Vowrawn asked looking at her.

When she didn't reply, he turned away from her and looked at Lord Angral.

"Let the trial begin."

While Malgus listened to their bickering, his mind was on Lord Adraas. Feeling his piercing gaze on the back of his head, Adraas turned around and looked at Malgus. The coldness in his eyes gave him a slight shiver down his spine. He always considered himself a great warrior. However, he knew if they were to fight, he sensed that Malgus would defeat him in hand-to-hand combat.

"She is extremely dangerous." One of the council members spoke up. "She needs to be eradicated."

"She has the blood of Revan." Another council member said. "Once she is turned to the Dark Side, we could use her."

"I disagree." Another member spoke up. "She is too dangerous to keep around. And what makes you think you can turn her?"

Satele felt her heart was beating so fast it was going to burst through her ribcage at any moment. She didn't want to die. She didn't want any of them to die. Thinking about the baby, she almost spoke up at one point to let them know about her pregnancy, but then she changed her mind. She was certain that if they decide to leave her alive, once she gives birth they would take the child from her and use him or her for their twisted advantages. If it was her destiny to die, then she just has to accept it. She was glad that she never told Malgus about it. It would have been devastating for him to know that he would lose not only her but their child as well.

"I know what they did was a horrible act, but let's face it." Darth Marr spoke up. Looking at Lord Angral, he said. "Because of their actions, now you are sitting in the exact same spot where Lord Vitiate used to sit. All I'm asking is that instead of sending them to their deaths, which would be quick and easy, we should condemn them to carbon freezing and lock them away.

"Why would you want to do that?" Vowrawn asked looking at Marr.

"To sleep an endless dream and unable to wake up from it would be more frightening than any given torture you could ever make them go through."

"But they would be still alive inside those pods." One of the council members spoke up in anger. Then he added. "I say let them be tortured to death."

"I say yes to that." Another member said looking at Vowrawn. "Torture to death would be a deservedly good way to go."

"Don't forget my Lords." Marr spoke up again. "Not everyone survives the process of being frozen." Marr hoped the council would take his proposal in regard. He also hoped that they were strong enough to survive the process, and with time, he might get a chance to free them and that is what he planned in his head.

After taking everything into consideration, Lord Angral stood up and signaled for everyone to quieten down.

When the chamber quietened down, he walked up to the prisoners, and one-by-one, he looked at them. Stopping in front of Lana, he said.

"Prepare a pod for her."

With frightened eyes Lana looked at him and then she looked toward Marr. Then two soldiers grabbed her by the arm and whisked her away.

With a heavy heart, Satele watched her being taken away. Then she looked at Lord Angral who stood in front of Malgus.

Scoffing, Lord Angral looked into his eyes and with distaste, he said.

"You, however, will get a deserved punishment and be put away until the end of time."

Saying that he lashed out and struck Malgus in the chest with his Force powers, rendering him to his knees.

As the powerful energy rushed through his body, Malgus tried to keep himself in control. However, by losing his powers, he was more vulnerable than ever. The pain in his chest was indescribable and with an anguished roar, he collapsed at the feet of Lord Angral.

"Do you have anything to say or confess before your final punishment?" Lord Angral said looking at Malgus's crumpled form.

Satele had a hard time seeing him being treated like this. She wanted to lash out and kill them all for hurting him. When the third time he was struck in the chest, with an angry roar Malgus yelled.

"I killed Vindican." With flaring nostrils, he added. "And when I'm back, you will end up just like him."

Hearing his confession, Vowrawn's suspicion about Vindican's death was finally confirmed. He never believed that the Jedi had killed him. And now he knew the truth.

While down on his knees, Malgus forced himself to look at Satele. He knew this was the last time he might see her and he wanted to get this terrible burden off his chest. With a tormented expression, he gazed into her eyes and in a sorrowful voice, he said.

"I killed him Satele. I cut him down. I'm so sorry."

First, it didn't register with her who he was talking about.

As she looked into his pleading eyes she realized that he had been lying to her since they met. The weight of his words felt like crushing her soul. His confession ran raw and deep, tearing her heart apart. How could you do this to me?! She wanted to ask, but no words were coming out of her mouth. The great shock she felt at the moment was beyond belief. The confusion was overwhelming making her speechless. In an instant, millions of thoughts invaded her mind.

Slamming his fist to the ground Malgus yelled at her.

"Say something woman! ANYTHING!"

"Prepare a pod for her as well."

Lord Angral instructed, looking at Satele's pale complexion.

Although his hatred for the Jedi was undeniable, however, to get his son back, he had no choice but to make a treaty. His deal with the Jedi was Satele in exchange for his son. The pointless bickering about her fate within the council did not matter at all. She was going back to Coruscant and that was his final decision.

As the two soldiers grabbed her to take her away, the only thing Malgus saw were her eyes. There was a mixture of sadness and disappointment in her piercing gaze, but also hatred as well. And that was the most painful thing for him to see.

"Please forgive me." He panted as she was taken away.

"SATELE!" He roared after her. "SATEEEEEEEELE!

Behind his mask, Lord Adraas cracked a wide smile. He couldn't believe how good it felt to see his longtime nemesis fall from grace. He didn't just lose the council's support but he had also lost the love of his life. And that was something truly worth witnessing.

To be continued...