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

myself, realizing I was about

what?" he pressed, his voice carrying a

head and looked away. "Nothing. I was young, and I made mistakes.

I hadn't known about the other woman in his life. If I had, I never would have entertained the idea of marrying

in love with someone else," I said, my voice quieter now. "If you had, I would never have gotten in your

between his brows,

Kane said, his voice sharp. "And yet,

my eyebrows, confused by his words. "What's the point

reply immediately. His face was tight, his mood clearly

care.

him from the very bottom of

me over the years had seeped into my soul. It was permanent, etched into me like a scar. Nothing could erase it—not in this

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said suddenly, his voice low as his eyes

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

Kane was faster. His hand

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