Ren let out a broken, jagged sob. He thought of the months he had spent plotting Cilian's death. The numerous failed assassination attempts. The hatred.
He thought of how he had looked at Cilian with nothing but disgust, calling him a murderer and a monster. Every time he had spat on Cilian's love, Cilian had taken it with a smile, staying silent about the truth to protect Ren from the horror of his own family's betrayal.
He looked at his hands, stained with the blood of his uncles. He had wanted the truth, and now it was crushing him.
His father had sold him.
His brothers had cheered for it.
And the monster... the man who had kept him in a 'cage'... was the only person who had actually tried to save him.
