She shoots a glare at me with her eyes, “Because she knows you’re the easy one, soft and she can easily manipulate you into doing what she wants.” Her words hit me like a rocket and I just stare at her and as soon as realised the words that just left her mouth, she covers her mouth.
She’s right. I’m soft. I’ve been too soft and easily manipulated not only by Reign but also by her, but how can I not be? When I’ve been bound to an oath, a promise to never leave or abandon her? How can I be hard when I love her so much that I sometimes hate myself for it?
“Keenan, I’m sorry.” She speaks up after the moment of silence, completely ruling the room. “I didn’t mean what I said.” She rambles out.
You did.
I smile and shrug. “It’s not the first. I’m used to it.” I turn away and walk on. “We should go if we don’t want to miss our flight.”
Flashback to four years ago