Ivory
The weight of my words hung in the air, heavy and suffocating. Cole’s face was a mixture of guilt and sorrow. He reached out, taking my hand in his, and I felt a flicker of warmth amidst the coldness of my anger.
"I'm so sorry, Ivory," he whispered, his voice breaking. "I should have been there for you. I should have protected you."
Tears welled up in my eyes, but I blinked them away. "It's too late for apologies, Cole. We need to focus on the present, on rebuilding what’s left of our lives and finding justice for what was done to us."
He nodded, his grip tightening on my hand. "We'll get through this, together." But I wasn’t consoled as my thoughts ran wild, remembering everything and my tears fell freely.
"She wanted to kill me and my son. Even after you pardoned me and I trie
