Unable to look at Danielle any longer, he dropped his chin. “I’m sorry, Danielle. I know you’ll never forgive me. I can’t forgive myself, either.”
“Oh, Michael,” she whispered.
To his surprise, Mike felt a hand alongside his face. He raised his eyes and was surprised by her sympathetic expression. She shook her head, her mouth open as if to speak. Danielle leaned forward and placed her arms around his neck. Her comforting embrace unexpected, Mike faltered. He did not deserve sympathy.
“Danielle, I’m so sorry,” he whispered in her ear. “I’m sorry I let you down.”
Mike heard her gasp in his ear. She leaned away and placed a hand under his chin and he raised his eyes to hers.
“Michael, you don’t need to tell me you’re sorry,” she admonished. Danielle pressed her lips together and fixed h
