- Fri Dec 23, 2016 2:58 pm
"I love her so much. I hope you're right," Kevin replied, closing his eyes as Evie rubbed his shoulder and back. "I want to have her back so badly. I can't deal with this on my own. I should have protected them both, her and Lydia." He sat up and turned towards her, taking her hand in his, his thumb moving over the back of it as he looked up into her eyes. "You believe me, don't you? That I would have stopped it, if I could have, that I wouldn't have let her be taken or Lydia be killed, if I had had the time?" He searched her eyes pleadingly with a hint of desperateness, like she was his lifeline, his tether, the only one who could keep him grounded here.
"I love y--her so much, Evie. I loved them both so much. I understand if she blames me, but I don't want her to. I want her to understand that I did everything I could, that I was trying to get the kids out and then I was going to come back and protect her. I thought her father would keep her safe while I worked on getting the kids away. I took him because he was the first one I could find, and I was coming back. I was there. But her father was dead there. I had to find another way in, and by the time I made it around to our daughter's room, he'd been there. He'd killed her, and he'd taken E--Roxane by the time I'd reached our room. But I did everything; I did everything I could as fast as I could. I loved them. I loved them all, but I failed them, and she's going to hate me for it. I know it."