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 Thorne-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.

saw me as guilty-as the criminal who had somehow

him.

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

realizing I was about

pressed, his voice

looked away. "Nothing. I was young, and I

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

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

frown formed between his

said, his voice sharp. "And yet, you never

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

was tight, his mood clearly souring, but

care.

hated him from the very

my soul. It was permanent, etched into

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me," he said suddenly, his voice low as his eyes

nerve I didn't want touched. I looked away harshly,

some distance between us, but Kane was faster. His hand wrapped

froze, stunned

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