“Yes, because you hurt me.” His voice raised a fraction. “You hurt me, Dianna. I needed time to think, not because I planned on leaving you. I needed time to process and make this for you,” Samkiel said, holding out the ring again. “Well, I don’t want it.” I spun from him and stormed out of the crumbling building, away from our crumbling future.
Shut up DIANNA!!!!
