‘I’m sorry.’ Becky stood there, her mind swirling with a tumultuous mix of emotions. The words churned in her head like a riddle spoken in a foreign language she had never encountered in her life and couldn’t understand.
Her gaze locked onto Cole, searching for clarity amidst the chaos within her. She shook her head, as if attempting to decipher the unfathomable puzzle laid before her. “Cole,” she finally spoke, her voice sounding distant even to her own ears, drowned out by the rush of blood pulsating through her veins. “I should be the one to apologize. I actually know I owe you a huge apology.”
Cole shook his head and took a step closer. He stretched out his hand as though to touch her, but Becky jerked away without thinking. He froze and frowned, but lowered his hand. In the blink of
