Felih has to clench his teeth to keep himself from sobbing, ears flat against his hair as he watches his former friend turn his back to him, his words cutting through deeply, chest aching. He forces himself to keep standing, even though he just wants to curl back up to his mate's memorial.
"...Lies are no comfort. Only truths. And here is mine: had I known- had I known... things would be different. I never meant to- to... I'm sorry. I'm sorry..."
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"...Lies are no comfort. Only truths. And here is mine: had I known- had I known... things would be different. I never meant to- to... I'm sorry. I'm sorry..."
"...I'll do as you wish."