Kaira's POV

"How… how could you…" I started, my voice breaking.

"I’m… I’m sorry, Kaira," he said hoarsely, reaching for my wrist.

I did not move, and stood there like a statue, frozen in shock.

"Please, sit. Sit and let me tell you everything," he pleaded, his hand gently holding mine, his eyes filled with desperation.

Without hesitation, I pulled my hand away and sank weakly back into the chair.

This could not be real.

Why did he never tell me? Why did he leave me all those ...