Overwhelmed by his words, Rose started crying. His certainty was astonishing. Despite everything that had transpired and was still unfolding between them, he remained steadfast in his beliefs. His unwavering faith gradually seeped into her heart, calming her even as she cried so violently that her body trembled. "So, I did hurt you before," she voiced her realization, knowing he heard her clearly. His hold on her tightened as he leaned down to place a soft kiss on her forehead. "It doesn't matter," he repeated with a low growl echoing in his chest. It was a faint sound, as if he was trying to suppress his natural response to her words.
Rose pulled away, needing to look into his eyes because they never concealed his true feelings. As she had anticipated, they were brimming with pain. Grief
