He couldn't believe it. How wrong he had been all this time, about everything. He had pushed Kai away, tortured himself and the vampire prince just because of a misunderstanding.
Things were not the way Mika had said, the story had nothing really that would make Philip hate Kai, at the moment all he could feel was love, heartbreaking, bone crushing love while his chest ached because of the guilt.
He had been such a jerk. To Kai, to Reina too who wanted to help him, warn him, all because he had blindly believed Mika. His friend wasn't at fault either, he already knew that. He should be mad at himself, no one forced him to believe him, no one told him that Mika's story would be the only way. Philip had simply been blind and that way he ruined everything.
