Chapter 211\u00a0<\/p>\n
Won\u2019t you look at m\u00a0<\/p>\n
My white breaks on the last part, and thats what finally gets his attention.\u00a0<\/p>\n
** ***** *w*rd me immediately, and I\u2019m surprised by what I see in his face,\u00a0<\/p>\n
There\u2019s an anger there. No frustration or irritation. Just pain and worry and something that lanks like fear.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u2018Babe,\u2018 he says, and his voice sounds pleading.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m sorry,\u201d he continues, and now I\u2019m the one who\u2019s confused.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u2018No, I\u2019m sorry,\u201d I say quickly, \u201cYou\u2019re all trying your best for me, and what did I do? I tried to run away.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The sadness in my own voice surprises me, I didn\u2019t realize how much guilt I was carrying until the words came out.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u2018I just don\u2019t want to be the reason anyone gets hurt again.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
That\u2019s the truth of it. That\u2019s the fear that\u2019s been eating me alive since this whole thing started. I can\u2019t stand the thought of being responsible for more pain, more death, more suffering.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He moves closer to me on the bed and cups my face with his hands. His touch is gentle, careful, like he\u2019s handling something precious that might break.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cListen to me,\u201d he says, his eyes locked on mine. \u201cYou\u2019re not the reason all this happened.\u201d I raise my brow at that.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The look on his face breaks my heart. There\u2019s so much pain there, so much guilt that mirrors my own.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s all my fault,\u201d he says quietly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u2018What are you saying? What\u2019s your fault?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
My stomach drops. Please don\u2019t tell me he\u2019s blaming himself for this too. Please don\u2019t tell me he\u2019s been carrying this guilt around while I\u2019ve been drowning in my own.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIf I hadn\u2019t made you leave six years ago,\u201d he starts, and I can see the self\u2013hatred in his eyes. \u201cI keep seeing that night. Those hurtful things I said. They\u00a0<\/p>\n
drove you away.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
W\u00a0<\/p>\n
The words hit me like a blow. I had no idea Tristan was blaming himself for what happened. I had no idea he was replaying that night over and over in his head, torturing himself with memories of the things he said.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It makes me wonder if Orion is doing the same thing, If they\u2019re all blaming themselves for different parts of this mess.\u00a0<\/p>\n
We\u2019re all carrying guilt that belongs to someone else.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s not your fault,\u201d I say desperately. \u201cMeeting Daxon was my fault. I was the one who was too blind to realize that what I thought was love wasn\u2019t\u00a0<\/p>\n
love at all.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
But I can tell my words are falling on deaf ears, he\u2019s not hearing me any more than I heard him when he told me none of this was my fault.\u00a0<\/p>\n
MON\u00a0<\/p>\n
BH\u00a0<\/p>\n
111\u00a0<\/p>\n
1\/2\u00a0<\/p>\n
Mon, Jan\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 211\u00a0<\/p>\n
What he new completely destinyt the\u00a0<\/p>\n
-If i tuin! Ich that night I got a call toe, I\u2019d left you alone and that was why they were able to kidnap you that was way Desmo atel Belaskiem\u00a0<\/p>\n
able in take you\u2018\u00a0<\/p>\n
My heart bleeds for the man sitting across from me. I can see his pain through fus eyes and feel it through our bound. It\u2019s whelming, that guh bas been carrying. This belief that he\u2019s responsible for everything that went wrong\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI made all this happen,\u2018 he continues, his voice getting quieter with each word. \u2018I was the reason you left six years ago, and I\u2019m the reason wise to you\u00a0<\/p>\n
to leave now.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I shake my head frantically, tears pouring down my face. \u201cNo, that\u2019s not true, None of this is your fault.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He reaches toward me to wipe my tears, but I move back immediately. The hurt that flashes across his face when I pull away from his touch makes me\u00a0<\/p>\n
want to die.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But I can\u2019t let him touch me again, not when I\u2019m this emotional that it might trigger whatever is inside me. Not when the power under my skin is humming with all the pain and fear and guilt swirling around inside me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t want to hurt you,\u201d I explain, wiping my own tears away with shaking hands.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI trust you, Ath,\u201d he says softly. \u201cI trust you with my life.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The simple words hit me harder than any argument or explanation could have. He trusts me. Even after everything that\u2019s happened, even knowing what I\u2019m capable of, he still trusts me completely.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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