Kennis’s POV
I don't know how or when I flipped exactly but I did. I flipped slowly and hard.
What the hell did I do? I entered the office, still unable to believe what I had confessed to Diara. Every feeling I had was genuine, but I wasn’t supposed to say any of it. Panic set in after the rogue attack, seeing her surrounded by those rogues and thinking she could have died, and now, seeing the look she gave Emrys when they were alone outside at night, paralyzed me.
I couldn’t even blame my confession on Alistair; it was entirely me, Kennis. I didn’t want to lose her, not to death or to my friend. I guess I was selfish like that.
I remember the first day I saw her walk into the old church, her sweet smile and kind eyes instantly drawing me in. But I was stubborn. I didn’t want her, so
