Dane’s POV
I stared at Damien, dazed. What the heck did he take me for? A monster? I stared at the pocket knife in my hand, my heart hammering in my chest. I could see my hands slightly trembling. Heck! There was no way I could do it.
The thoughts came like a flash. Seeing Kira in pain or tears, her eyes red from crying, might have been a delightful thing before, but so many things had changed after her memory loss. And I really couldn't bring myself to hurt her no matter how much I claimed to hate her. No matter how much I bragged about doing it.
Killing her felt like losing a part of my heart. The thought alone made me feel hollow. I met Damien’s eyes, my shoulders sagging in defeat.
“I can't,” I said, exasperated. “I really can't, okay? I'm just exhausted and overwhelmed. I didn't m
