Porcupine Ridge All that I am has been given to someone who needed it more

The hurt on her features is like a knife in his chest. 
He hadn't wanted this. He hadn't wanted any of this. 
The words spilled out of his mouth before his brain could stop them and he was screaming internally. She was afraid of him. 
He really was a demon. He had spent all his time trying to run away from monsters when the only monster was.... himself. 
She pulled away and he wanted to chase after her, wanted to stop her. 
No. One so fair and timid was better off without him. He didn't deserve her. 
He took a few faltering steps after her but she was gone, his heart snatched away with her.