Roisin
I frowned, my confusion only deepening as I searched Visaris' face for answers. “For my sake? How could keeping me in the dark about your true feelings possibly help me? Why won't you just tell me what's in your heart?”
Visaris' expression hardened slightly, but there was a flicker of something behind his eyes—something he wasn’t ready to admit. He looked away for a moment, jaw tight, as if weighing his words carefully.
“It is not that simple, Roisin,” he finally replied, his voice low and measured, but it carried a trace of frustration. “There are things you do not understand—things I cannot—”
“Can’t or won’t?” I interrupted, my voice sharper than I intended. “Is it your pride that’s stopping you from coming to terms with how you truly feel?” My chest tightened, and before I c
