After Code’s assault, Boruto had fled to the forest when Shikamaru had warned him about someone pursuing him. You pursuing him.

He knew this moment would come, and he’d been prepared for how much it would hurt. Seeing you now, your expression filled with hatred—hatred that wasn’t yours—was unbearable. Of course, Kawaki had sent you. He knew exactly how to break Boruto, and using you of all people—was the cruelest move he could make.

He knew Boruto could never bring himself to hurt you, not even at the cost of his own life. After all, you were his. His. Before had Kawaki switched places with him. Before he’d taken what was his for himself.