IVY’S POV
I couldn't believe my ears when Devin said sorry. I blinked at him. “Did you just say sorry?” I asked, finding it hard to believe my ears. That was so unexpected.
“Yeah,” he answered, a little cautious this time. “I’m…sorry.”
I paused. Something inside me curled and uncurled at his words. This was what I’ve been waiting to hear from him. An apology, a sign that he cared. And here he was, giving it to me willingly. I am suddenly reminded of how we used to be before I got pregnant - how easy it was for the both of us to be together. “Oh,” I said, releasing a shaky breath. “It’s…it’s fine.”
There was short silence, but this silence was different from the previous one. It was comfortable, free of tension…well, not exactly. Every time I looked at Devin, his gaze was fixed on me.
