Of course she doesn't blame him. She's too good, too perfect, to forgiving. Would she forgive him if she knew what he did? Would she forgive him if he dropped her out of the tree? Maybe. She seemed to be okay with that fuckhead taking a chunk out of her before he got the chance-- no. Stop.

His fingers thread through her hair and he keeps her close. Anna's like his lifeline to sanity right now and he's scared of what will happen if he lets go.

"So how the fuck did they pull this off? Because I wasn't tortured for years. Ain't been gone, been here the whole time. The fuck did they do to me? I see something, I see anything, I wanna hurt it. Wanna make it feel like I feel. I--" He can't tell her. He can't. She'd hate him. She'd hate him... and he would hurt her.