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.

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

was

what?" he pressed, his voice carrying a

away. "Nothing. I

about the other woman in his life. If I had, I never would

else," I said, my voice quieter now. "If you had, I would never have

deep frown formed between his brows, and he stepped closer to

Kane said, his voice sharp. "And yet, you never said anything about it

by his words.

immediately. His face was tight, his mood clearly souring, but I couldn't bring

care.

the very bottom of my heart. And no matter what happened, that hatred wasn't

he had caused me over the years had seeped into my soul. It was permanent, etched

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

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

intending to put some distance between us, but Kane

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