Christy's POV
I stared at him in shock and didn't know what to say. He seemed stunned as well.
"I'm sorry" I sobbed, I couldn't control my tears at this point and I was scared he would walk away from me.
I couldn't imagine us quarreling again and being separated.
He didn't respond, his jaw just tightened like he was deliberating on what to do next.
"Kendrick, take her home" my mother's voice suddenly came from the bed.
That was when I noticed she was awake, our shouts must have woken her up.
"We will take our leave now" Kendrick said to her before holding my hand and pulling me away.
When we stepped out of the room, Dexter held my shoulder, causing me to stop and Kendrick looked like he was about to explode.
"Here, take care of it" he said while handing me the sword that his uncle had given me.
"Thank you" I murmured as I collected it. I felt sad and guilty when I looked at his face that was now swollen because of Kendrick's punch.
