We were running on fumes, but now, with the end almost in sight, we need to get this all out in the open because it’s the only hope we have at surviving this.
She sighs, defeated. But I won’t give up—not when she never gave up on me.
I storm toward her, her wide eyes confirming she can’t read me either. But when I drop to my knees before her in surrender, there is no mistaking my feelings.
“Please forgive me for everythin’ I’ve done. I should have told you we weren’t kin. I shouldn’t have tried to save you because ye can save yerself. I’m sorry for killin’ yer dad. I’m sorry for killin’ Rory.”
It’s the first time I’ve apologized for Rory’s death, and it’s because it’s the first time I’ve meant it.
“If given the choice again…I would choose differently. But I’ll live with that guilt for
