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His heart beat against his chest fiercely as he processed her words. A joke? Why? Why would she think that? Did he really seem cruel enough to lie about something like this? After everything, did she not know him at all? Considering that she was probably further broken after he hit her with the news, yeah, she had every right to feel that way. It hurt to see her cry, it hurt more to know that it was his fault. He had meant everything he said, even if she would curse him she deserved to know the truth.

Whoever said that the truth would set you free was full of shit, though.

Kalder wasn't able to think straight as he watched Demi's tears roll down her face. His feet remained planted on the ground, barely a reaction as she slapped his hand away. The ring went somewhere, rolling away, but the damage was already done. He had to say something. Anything. He couldn't stand to watch her cry, but he sure as hell wasn't going to run no matter how much he wanted to. His mind wasn't able to form an answer to Demi's pleas, his feet taking steps without his consent. What was he doing?

Closing the distance between them, his hands moved and placed themselves on both sides of her face, thumbs gently wiping away her tears. His eyes had an intense determination in them, fueled by his own personal anger and frustration. "[color=springgreen]It's not a joke, Demi,[/color]" His voice dropped in volume, as if afraid someone would overhear. "[color=springgreen]But I...I promise I'll make it right. Somehow. I can't stand the thought of not being with you,[/color]" It was probably the most overused phrase, but he was so drunk on his own emotions he wasn't paying attention to his words, although once again his body seized the moment. Without waiting for a response, without waiting for her to yell or cry or hit him or hex him, he dropped his right hand to her arm and pulled her to him, his other hand at the back of her head as he leaned down. His lips were on hers, his body pressing her towards him. He didn't know if it was love or lust but in that moment he didn't care.