"It's truly an honor to have your forgiveness." Sebastian raised his glass, gently clinking it against Fred's, his hand resting on Fred's shoulder as he turned to the crowd. "I was so immature, so foolish. To say something like that about a couple as close as the Rosenthals—what a joke I made of myself, thinking my reckless words could affect them in any way. But what's the result? True love is unbreakable. Mr. and Mrs. Rosenthal are happily expecting the arrival of a new life, and I... well, I've made myself the clown."
'What the hell is this?'
Chris stared at his friend in disbelief. For the moment, he didn't care about the blonde reporter anymore. Maybe this was a real apology? Could his father have forced his hand somehow?
"To be honest, that night's outburst was pure jealousy," Seb
