She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 1003:

“I was wrong.”

“And?”

“I’m sorry.”

“Sorry doesn’t quite cut it,” Ellis said, clearly enjoying himself. “You want to make it up to me? Go unpack my suitcase.”

“What?”

“Go on.”

Freya cast a quick glance over her shoulder—twice—before dragging herself toward his room with visible reluctance.

She knew what he was doing—trying to ease the weight of her guilt—but somehow, the gentler he was, the more it gnawed at her.

retreating figure, a faint smile tugging at the corner of his

she

Freya finished unpacking

to

pinned between himself and the vanity, his hands braced on either side, his deep, unreadable eyes

said, trying to sound

you remember what

“What?”

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me, you never need to say sorry. Just tell me you love me—it says so much more.” His voice

almost stubbornly.

to you sooner,” Ellis said, always quick to claim fault. “I noticed you usually wear black, white, and gray, so I added some brighter options,

sure there were all kinds of styles for her, though her favorites were

her lips together, visibly moved by the care he’d

but sincere, “that in my eyes, you are a treasure—one beyond compare. If it makes you happy,

She didn’t speak.