21 Why Are You Apologizing?

"Ah!"

Nick presses his moveable hand frantically against his neck, which almost breaks. The sudden rush of air made his eyes and nose water. The face that used to give me despair is now so funny.

"Why stop me?" Murmured Kral. His dark hair made his skin look delicate in the moonlight, and his dark eyes looked to me like a transparent wall. Some intense emotions surged in his eyes, but they were all suppressed by him.

If I don't stop him, Kral will lose control of himself with terrible consequences.

I don't know why I feel this way, but I do.

"Master, you are hurt," I said softly, not noticing the trembling in my voice.

Kral did not speak. He looked at me quietly, letting me reach out and touch the cuts on his arm.

The sticky touch came from my fingertips, and the warm blood ran through my fingers, drawing a curving line in my hand, and then dripping to the ground.

My heart hurts. I feel there are thousands of needles in my heart in the softest place. The cut on his body made me feel p