Heather's eyes went wide, she tried to get out of his embrace but he didn't let her.
"I just want it off my chest. I didn't want to hurt you."
He shook his head but remained silent, she knew he wanted her to continue.
"At the same time, that is the only time I truly hated myself. I could have done better. I should have done better. But I didn't and other than regret, I hated it. It was not only you that I hated but myself as well."
She continued caressing his hair, "When I realized I had a chance to change that event. I promise myself that I will do it. I don't want to hate myself or to hate you. I'd rather do something than regret so many things. That is why I was not confident even with all my plans for the rebels. Because I need to make sure that they are finished before I can relax."
Silence befell the two of them as she left him to calm down.
"Now I know…"
He finally looked up, his eyes completely red.
