"No, no way! I am not doing this. Not a chance," Vyan snapped, frustration lacing every word.
"You have to. It's our only option," Iyana pressed, her tone firm but trying to keep things calm.
Vyan started pacing around his quarantine room, shaking his head as if trying to physically shake the thought out. "Nope. Not happening."
"Vee, it's not even you apologizing!" she pointed out. "All you have to do is accept it."
"Exactly!" he whisper-yelled, eyes flashing. "Do you know how much worse that is? I'd rather apologize for something I didn't even do than accept her pathetic excuse for one. She kept Ash's truth from me, let him suffer, never even tried to save him, and oh yeah—tried to kill me just to keep her precious position secure. And I am supposed to just… forgive her?"
