Emily's POV
“Drake, wait!” I tried to say, but he just turned around and walked away. I pushed Philip's hand off me and ran after Drake. Just as he placed Dean into the carriage and was about to climb in himself, I stopped him.
“I’m sorry,” I whispered, my voice trembling. He turned to face me, letting out a bitter chuckle.
“Sorry? Did you just say you're sorry?” His eyes bore into mine. “I saw you, Emily. I saw you kissing him. I thought we were finally getting back to normal, but I was wrong. I should’ve known better. I could’ve put up with Lia, but now, I don’t even know why I thought you’d forgive me.”
He turned to leave again, but I grabbed his arm, desperate to make him understand. My tears spilled over as I spoke.
“I’m really sorry, Drake. I mean it. Philip came to me, and he d
