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.

me as guilty-as the criminal who had

him.

who should be sorry. I should never have agreed to

myself, realizing I was about to say too

pressed, his voice carrying a hint

away. "Nothing. I was young, and I made mistakes. That's

I had, I never would have entertained the idea of marrying him.

my voice quieter now. "If you had, I

A deep frown formed between his brows,

while in the marriage, you did find out," Kane said, his voice sharp. "And yet, you never said anything about it back

by his words. "What's the point of bringing that

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

care.

simple: I hated this man. I hated him from the very bottom of my heart. And no matter what happened, that

into my soul. It was permanent, etched into me

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

breath caught in my throat. His words struck a nerve I didn't want

intending to put some distance between us, but Kane was faster. His hand wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer to

froze, stunned

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