I kept looking down in dejection when we were coming back. Silent tears at the edge of my gaze, sobbing silently at the scene they had created to ruin my relationship with him.

“Dariel-”

I opened my mouth to call him hopelessly but his one glare sealed my voice.

Forming my lips in a thin line, I wiped my tears but his stern gaze was frightening me. Unable to relax, I was afraid to confront his wrath.

‘Did I hurt him? Is he going to be furious? Is he going to believe in me? Would he listen to me?’ I thought worriedly.

He might have supported me before everyone but...