Spellbinding Her

Gathering his scattered posture, pushing his scattered hair behind, he rose gradually, keeping his gaze locked on the ground with dismal.

"Don't.. Just don't hate her," 

He had no idea why he lied but to watch her anguish over something that happened in a spur of a moment was unacceptable.

And if there was anything he could do to reduce his wrath so he could embrace his daughter, he would do it- even lying.

"Embrace her, she needs you," 

Whispering breathlessly, he stood up watching how tears brimmed in his eyes, placing his head over his heart.

As if he was introduced to reality and the circle of his deception shattered. 

He gasped loudly, like he came to his senses from a daze.

"Oh, Elvirita… and I… blamed her, what have I done?" 

Lee knew he was sensitive about Rosie.

But to accuse her of her death was pain cruel and realizing his actions, tears began to roll down his cheek.