"Why do you apologize?… You didn't do anything wrong by moving on," Zayden said, his voice gentle but steady. "Life moves forward, Ren. No one survives alone."
The omega let out a quiet, humourless laugh and shook his head.
"I wouldn't have apologized so much if it were as simple as that."
The General's brows drew together, confusion threading into concern.
"Then… why?" he asked, because no answer came to him—not one that fit.
"Your friends…" Ren began, and Zayden immediately tensed. His hand slipped from Ren's grasp as his chest tightened.
Don't tell me he's going to use that against me…
His jaw clenched, worry digging into him like teeth.
"No. Actually," Ren corrected quickly, shaking his head as he abandoned the example he had been about to give.
"Let's say there is someone you love deeply. Someone who means everything to you. And I don't mean in a simple way—I mean literally your world. Without them, you are… nothing."
