It made Blake feel better to hear Lily tell him how hurt she was too. And as he considered this, he wondered if he loved her enough to forgive her. The truth was that he did, even though his pride was wounded. Lily's tears didn't seem so fake to him anymore, and he wanted nothing more than to wipe them away forever. He could fix this, couldn't he? All he had to do was forgive her, and concentrate on moving forward and not on the past. For a moment in contemplation, Blake felt his heart soar the way it used to, and it surprised him. Lily could still make him happy, even when she had been the one to break him in the first place.
Then she told him that Sumner had kissed her, and the moment was long over. Was it possible to break a broken heart, Blake wondered as he felt the tears finally roll down his face. It didn't matter that Lily hadn't kissed Sumner first, or even how torn apart she seemed to him over their break up. All that ran through Blake's mind was trust. He could forgive Lily, take her back, and try to forget what had happened in the past. But what he could not and would not do again, was trust her. He had extended that luxury before, and she had betrayed him, and he was reminded of this now. How many Fords or Sumners were out there for Lily? He was just one Blake, one insignificant boy who she probably thought she loved. He stood no chance, and he could see that now.
"I'm sorry for coming to see you..." Blake said softly, turning away from Lily to hide his shameful tears. "It was none of my business. I have to go."
It was the hardest thing Blake had done in his life, to turn away from Lily while she was crying, and to walk away when his whole being wanted him to stay. But all the same, he picked himself up and strode, head bowed, down to the darkest part of the castle to be alone with his pain.