Revan sighs, head banging back against the door when he looks up at the ceiling. "I never said I didn't want your forgiveness, I said I didn't need it. And I said it out of frustration because I was trying to be honest and you were...twisting everything I was saying."

He draws his gaze back to her. "I'm not looking for anything now. I said what I wanted to say downstairs: for you to know how I had felt back then. I followed you up here because you could've at least acknowledged it."