Dahlia hated the feeling of almost throwing up her insides, hated how it made her feel, how it had to look at Quin. He was amazing, rubbing her back, but all she wanted to do was cry. She squeezed her eyes shut as she took shaky breaths, her hands clasping the edge of the sink tightly. "I am so sorry." The words broke as she said them and she covered her face in mortification, the tears leaking hot from her eyes.