My hands were shaking as I leaned against the wall, staring at her pale, unconscious face. I can't stop the tear from flowing down my cheek. I didn't know that a letter could have such a strong effect on someone. I was fighting hard to hold everything together. I walk over to her motionless body and kneel on the ground beside her. I gently held her hand in mine, "I'm so sorry, Anya. I'm so sorry for everything. I hope that you can forgive me. I never meant to hurt you. I never meant to make you cry or push you to hurt yourself. I'm sorry for all the promises I had to break. You deserve better. You always have."
"She does deserve better." Dante snaps. "That's why Damon and I will be by her side every second of the day, making up for your betrayal."
It hurt to hear my own brother say som
