Chapter 107.

“Those are a lot of sweet words,” I said. The second that Darian stopped touching me the perpetual maze of emotions returned like they’d missed me. The feeling wasn't mutual. I had loved not feeling anything except a numbing pleasure but now, seeing them and hearing all of the shit that played in my head, it was like a party with the ghost of my past dancing on my heart with nails under their feet while they reenacted every bad thing that’s ever happened. When Darian touched me that all went away, when he touched me, I could finally breathe again but it was gone now, he stepped back and I was colder than ever. He searched my face with a questioning glare and I knew that he knew- he knew exactly what his touch did to me. “Everything I'm saying is the truth,” he promised. “I’m sure it is but so were the things you said in the palace, they were true in that moment,” His features twisted in a grimace and of course, he was frustrated, he was begging for forgiveness that I couldn't give him,