Chapter 187

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I was stunned. My head turned slowly toward him, my eyes searching his face for any hint of sincerity.

Kane Thome-the man who never apologized, not even to his own parents-had just said, "I'm sorry." It was shocking, to say the least.

But I couldn't help wondering: 'What was he sorry for?'

"For what?" I asked, my voice guarded.

His expression remained calm, unreadable. It was as if he was trying to keep his emotions locked away, hidden from view.

"For misunderstanding you," he replied simply.

I looked away, unable to meet his gaze. His words didn't touch me the way they might have years ago. Too much had happened.

"Kane," I said quietly, "how many things can you even be sorry for? Can you give me back the eight years of my life that you stole?"

He stayed silent.

I couldn't tell if he still saw me as guilty-as the criminal who had somehow ruined his life by marrying

him.

him, meeting his gaze head-on. "Actually, I'm the one who should be sorry. I should never have agreed to marry you in

myself, realizing I was about to say

he pressed, his voice carrying a hint

looked away. "Nothing. I

known about the other woman in his life. If I had, I never would have entertained the idea of marrying him. I never

voice quieter now. "If you had, I would never have gotten in your way. I would never

hardened. A deep frown formed between

in the marriage, you did find out," Kane said, his voice sharp. "And yet,

raised my eyebrows, confused by his words. "What's the point of bringing that

His face was tight, his mood clearly

care.

hated him from the very

into my soul. It was permanent, etched into me like a scar. Nothing could erase it—not in

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used to say you loved me," he said suddenly, his voice low as his

struck a nerve I didn't want touched. I looked away quickly, trying to

back, intending to put some distance between us, but Kane was

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