CHAPTER 88

Dane's POV

Regret was my only companion in the dimly lit room, as the vile words which I spat out, lingered in the air. She was only trying to help but my pent up anger hot in the way damaging the fragile beginnings of our relationship.

There, amidst the shadows, the weight of those words pressed down, constricting my breaths that felt like needles piercing my skin with every inhale,

The memory replayed in my head – The way I had unleashed my anger, the way her eyes were wide with hurt and tears brimmed in them.

I didn't want to, but her care and curiosity were doing something to me, something I couldn't explain and something I had never experienced before.

It was as if she was breaking through my shell and crumbling every single piece I had managed to build over the years. Because of my insecurities, I had successfully torn the fragile threads that held our bond together.

Now, I couldn't even look at myself in the mirror as regret gnawed at me. The room echoed in silence as questio