Dionne
I sat there, my eyes fixed on anything but him as he kept smiling weirdly. The silence between us felt heavy, almost suffocating as I couldn’t bring myself to look at him directly—not yet. Every so often, I’d sneak a glance from the corner of my eye, catching his gaze before looking away, pretending I wasn’t waiting. Waiting for the words he should’ve said years ago. Waiting to see if he’d actually changed or if he was just here to snatch me away again, like I was some possession.
Then, the last thing I ever thought would come from his mouth slipped out.
“Dionne… I’m...... sorry.”
I blinked confused. What? My heart nearly jumped out of my chest. Had I heard that right? Or was I just daydreaming? I quickly turned to face him, meeting his eyes fully for the first time. I never ima
