Voren didn't even try to bullshit his way out of it. No excuses, no slick defenses.
The guilt on his face was raw and real, sinking deep into him like heavy regret, weighing down every inch of that strong body she knew so well, those broad shoulders slumping just a little under the pressure of his own shame.
"You're right," he said, voice low and rough, almost breaking on the words. "I'm sorry, Sera. Fuck, I'm so sorry. I was blinded by jealousy, by pain, by all this shit that wasn't even your fault. I had no clue some spell had messed with your memory. Giving Daisy your blood? I also knew that was something you'd done since you were a kid, so it wasn't a big deal. But I also, backed it because of the deal Ravyn threw in."
He held her gaze, those dark eyes burning into blue ones like he was trying to pour every ounce of truth straight into her soul, his hand twitching like he wanted to reach out and touch her but was holding himself back.
