Unresolved anger
Kavielle POV
He spoke some foreign words, looking into my eyes still. He looked sad, tears pooling in his eyes. "I'm sorry, my dear. I will always love you."
My heart shuttered, this urge pulling me to him. "Why do I love you?"
A few tears dripped down his face; a twist of agony coming over him. "No, this can't be."
"Why are you doing this to me?" I begged, sobs pouring from chest.
He pulled me into him tight. "Fuck, I'm so sorry. I'll figure this out; I promise." His grip was comforting, his smell comforting. Even the coolness of his skin was comforting. Fuck, what happened to me? "You have to calm down, please, Kavielle. You need to come with my back to my apartment, just for a little while."
"No!" I stopped, having to gather myself. "I need to go back… Drew—" I choked, realizing he probably made it home by now. I can't imagine the grief he had to feel. What if he saw the video?
