Chapter 23- Letting it out- Phobias

Deila's pov

When I heard him express himself freely at the restaurant, I felt awful. He had been mad so mad and I fretted as I had never seen him that way before. But then I couldn't blame him, thinking back to my choice of words, I knew didn't choose them well. Saying I didn't think it would hurt him the way it did was quite unreasonable of me.

Yes, I knew he felt so much for me as I did him, but I had always tried to make myself believe I exaggerated what we had and that...