““Nykyrian stared down at her apologetic face and wanted to curse. He couldn’t believe she’d found his files. Bitter, agonizing memories tore through him. All the times in his life he’d needed someone to talk to, to hold him, flashed before his mind and he felt like crying. What was the use? He was nothing but a piece of shit. But as he stared at the pain on Kiara’s face as she watched him, he didn’t see her scorn or condemnation. In her beautiful eyes, he saw the sincere caring he’d always craved. She looked at him like he was human. Something inside him shattered under the weight of her expression. How easy it would be to trust just this one person. He wanted to be able to trust someone. Just once. But he knew better. Look at what Mara had done to Syn. People weren’t trustworthy. They’d kill for a single credit. Would mutilate another person’s entire life over something as petty as hurt feelings. People were vicious and they were cold. He knew that firsthand and yet he didn’t listen to the voice inside him and all the warnings it shouted. For the first time in his life, he listened to his heart. And he reached out to touch her.””
