Camilla
I stood still by my car and couldn't think straight when Julie went back inside. As I thought about what happened, my chest got tight and my heart beat faster. Alex's voice kept going over in my head. It was steady, calm, and full of regrets. His regret wouldn't change what he had done, though. No excuse could work.
My fingers turned white as I gripped my bag tighter. He had the nerve to come back after all these years and act like saying sorry would fix things. Did he think I'd forget the times I cried myself to sleep? The shame of being left behind while he went after another woman?
I tried to steady my breathing, but the weight of his words remained. "I'm sorry for everything, Camilla." I had waited so long to hear those words then, but now that he had said them, they
