Lucian's POV
The tears and emotions Kael had been trying so hard to hold back finally spilled out, breaking free like a dam that had reached its final limit. His breath trembled, his shoulders shaking as everything he had been holding escaped him.
"I am sorry…" he mumbled, the words choking him, barely audible. "...I am sorry… Eira…"
In response she could only cry harder, her memories resurfacing painfully, ripping through her composure.
No apology in this world could erase what she had endured, yet those three words were all any of us had. 'We are sorry' the only thing to offer in front of a wound too deep, too unfair.
The four of us stood frozen in our places, each fighting our own storm of emotions, our own tears that refused to stop. What could we possibly do to take even a fraction of her pain away?
