Simon knew full well that saying sorry now wouldn't change a thing.
But really, what else could he say?
No one knew what he had been through before being sent to that small fishing village—it wasn't just one brush with death. The first few times, it was his mother nearly strangling him; the later times, it was him trying to end it all.
It wasn't until he was sent to that village that he began to feel even a tiny spark of wanting to live.
Though much of it became a blur after years of therapy, the name "Vivian" stayed etched in his mind like a permanent mark.
She was his salvation.
In that kind of situation, there was no way he could just leave Vivian behind.
But he never thought it would end up putting Amelia in such danger.
Simon's grip tightened around Amelia's
