Alex couldn't keep the pain out of his eyes as he realised what she thought.
"I will admit, when I first met you, it was because I had found out who you were, what you could do, and I knew that you would be being hunted, and I couldn't let your ability fall into the wrong hands. But that was just what started it. Victoria, for the past few years I've wanted to protect you because I care about you. I met you because of what you can do, but I stayed because I-" Could he say it? Could he admit it? Now? After all this time? "Because I couldn't stop myself from wanting to spend time with you." He avoided saying what he really meant. Fear held him, even now. "Because in all my years of avoiding getting close to people, you're the one person I couldn't handle staying away from. But at the same time, I was terrified of what you would think of me if you ever found out who I really am. I wanted to be honest with you, I wanted to tell you everything, but I was so scared, so incredibly scared. The way you look at me, or don't, now, you don't realise how much that kills me!" He sighed, he'd started now. "The fact that you are obviously upset, and I can't comfort you is bad enough, the fact that it's my fault makes me want to tear myself to pieces. The way you look at me like you're scared of me, like I've done something to make you hate me, it kills me. And it shouldn't. I shouldn't allow myself to feel this way but I can't help it." He fell to his knees, a tear rolling down his cheek. "You have no idea. No idea at all."