She was shaking her head when the first apology left his lips. "No, Daemon. No. I'm sorry. I forgot. I forgot so much about that night. I forgot you." Tears slipped from her eyes, each one an apology come far, far too late. "I'm sorry for those years when I could have reached out for you. I'm sorry for all that you did, and all that you suffered... just for me."
And then he pressed into her hand, the feel of him electric on her skin. Jaenelle let him draw closer, acknowledging the need for contact as much as she was accepting it in return. At the name he called back to her, she shivered herself, and midnight sapphire eyes locked onto him.