What I see now is not the wicked, callous Marelva, but rather a shattered woman.
I grasp her hand gently, knowing my warmth brings her comfort.
"Everyone makes mistakes and miscalculations, myself included. True dignity comes in acknowledging them and making corrections. It's important to sincerely apologize to those you've hurt, but what's even more crucial is learning from these experiences, avoiding the same actions in the future and striving to become a better person," I replied casually, my gaze resting on my plate as if discussing something utterly ordinary.
Her hand grips mine more tightly as if it were a lifeline.
I go with the flow, without any pressure, allowing her to choose whether she trusts me and opens up completely. This woman has caused significant embarrassment for me
