She had to make it right and tell him she was sorry, that the past was in the past, and that she had forgiven him—and also ask him for his forgiveness.
He had fought to come and save her from those rogues despite looking broken himself. That was enough to make up for everything in the past. She had let those memories cloud her mind—the trauma from the past she had held onto. She had let it control her, even if it had been for just a moment. But that moment's mistake had brought the heart-wrenching pain she last saw in Rohan's eyes. She had to tell him she did not mean to fear him.
She hurried to the door and pulled it open. She then ran down the long corridor, down the stairs, calling for Rav at the top of her lungs. Lightning flashes from the windows illuminated the space, and the sound of the rain drowned out the loudness with which she was calling for the man.
But despite that, before she made it down the long flight of stairs, he came running to her with a worried look.
