Her eyes narrowed. "You know I'd never hurt you on purpose." Hands tightly fisted at her sides, she looked like she wouldn't mind hurting him now.
"How do I know that? A vampire's word isn't worth much in this world, sweetheart."
"There was a time when you would have taken me at my word. Without question." She stared at the ground, hiding her face in the shadows.
David frowned. "A lot of things have changed since those days."
"A lot of things haven't." Blaire pushed her hair behind her ear and looked back up into his eyes. Her strength used to be beneath the surface, noticed only by those who cared enough to look for it. Now she carried it openly. Her beauty, too, was even more apparent. So hard on the outside, but so soft to the touch.
His heart ached.
He wanted to touch her, feel her lips again. Go to the moment when everything made sense in the world. But he couldn't, the risk was too great. Vampires couldn't be trusted; his family learned that the hard way.
"Fine words coming from a vampire." He threw on his jacket and shoved his hands in the pockets.
She snorted. "You're the one who's proven he can't be trusted."
"That's not true--"
"The hell it isn't." She raised a hand and pointed at his chest. "You're the one who left, after you promised you'd never leave me. After you said you loved me. With no explanation." Her voice cracked. "If you'd been with me..." She turned away from him, crossing her arms.