“I would kill him again, if I could. Over and over. When I heard your screams …” He shook his head, rubbing the back of his neck, torment and pain darkening his gaze. “There is no corner of Hell I wouldn’t cross for you. No severity of pain I wouldn’t suffer. But when he hurt you …” His brow flickered, jaw clenched with anger. “I realized just how weak and vulnerable I could be.”
