Jill Malik P.O.V

I sat there frozen in shock, waiting for Flynn to open his mouth and explain.  I looked away, then looked back at my hand to see if it was still there. It was.

The room was silent, the only thing you could hear was the breathing of the two of us.

"I--I'm sorry," he stammered looking away from me. "I should have told you." His voice cracked as he said that. I've never saw him so nervous and scared in all the time I've known him.

"And why didn't you tell me?" I took a deep breath after I asked that question. "You thought it wasn't important...