Theo stared at him, and Sylas swallowed hard, his hands trembling as he reached toward her face.
"You think you betrayed us because you stopped fighting. You think you abandoned us because you were too tired to keep surviving." His eyes shone with fresh, rolling tears, "But you didn't know we were coming back, sweetheart. You couldn't have known."
She squeezed her eyes shut.
"You didn't have the knowledge we have now. You didn't have the hope, the trigger we've gotten from Liam. You didn't have someone standing beside you, telling you that we were still out there, fighting our way home. You had nothing but your grief and that monster." He paused, forcing himself to breathe. He needed to breathe!
"And he used every bit of it against you."
Theo shook her head, crying harder, "But I let him!"
What the hell was it going to take to convince her that it wasn't her fault?! "You were suffering!"
"I LET HIM!"
"You were suffering, Theo!"
"I SHOULD HAVE FOUGHT!" She yelled.
