Declan’s POV
‘I just thought you might need a friend’, that was all it took for me to feel like a complete asshole all over again. She’d come here to check on me, as soon as she heard about the fight, she had rushed over to me, and I was sitting here being a d**k to her.
Groaning, I leaned forward, taking her hand in mine, and caressing the back of it with my thumb. ‘I’m sorry’ I mumbled, staring at our joined hands, ‘I’m a d**k and you deserve better.’
Dakota kept looking at her other hand that was still lying in her lap, ‘I’m sorry I pushed you earlier, your childhood is none of my business’ she replied softly.
That just made me feel worse, the things she had asked me were normal questions, it wasn’t her fault that my past was a painful subject.
‘No’ I sighed, ‘you have nothing to a
