Alex observed him with surprise. She knew what Nate meant, even though the man which stood before her now, could hardly be compared to the one back then. It wasn’t so much his looks that had changed. Nothing had remained of his former accusing, aggressive attitude. He was broken and apologetic. Alex couldn’t even imagine what must have happened to wear out this strong, proud man.
“I was ruthless with you and unfair,” he continued. “I was overcome by helpless rage when I saw you so full of life, so beautiful in your mint-coloured dress. It was my temper talking. I was an arse.”
Alexis still fixed her eyes on him, enchanted. She felt so emotional that her mouth had involuntarily opened to a tempting gap. From the previous monologue, all that could reach her was that Nate had remembered the
