Devin’s POV
“Leave!”
The word had stung as she said it, chasing me from her bedside. Standing by her bedside, unable to look her in the face. I felt like I was being stabbed in multiple places.
I stood, despite all my resolve to stay back with her. She had called me my father, despite knowing I hated everything about him.
“I’m sorry,”
She didn’t seem to want to listen to my apology as she turned her face away. I walked towards the door, taking one look at her. She hadn’t turned her face in my direction. I sighed deeply as I walked out the door, hearing the bolt clank in place as I shut it behind me.
My sadness seemed to have cast a shadow around me as everywhere looked darkened as I made to move, ignoring servants and guards that greeted me a like. A look of horror, fear, and indigna
