Davien's P. O. V
I wanted to protect him. That was what I believed up until now, that everything I had done to this point was for his benefit. But now, watching him unfold himself like this in front of me I could hardly tell who exactly I was doing any of this for.
I reached out to hold him but he slapped my hand away, "Don't touch me!"
"Kian I'm sorry…"
He glared at me, "What exactly are you sorry for? Because I'm getting very confused here and I want you to clear things up instead of just apologizing without meaning it." His voice hardened, he was angry and I knew that it was my fault.
I ran my hands through my hair and let out a prolonged sigh, "I'm sorry for everything."
"And what does everything mean?"
I didn't want to have this conversation with him. Not after how I failed to protect him, there was no redeeming myself for it, and I hated the fact that Kian would open his arms and forgive me for it.
