Liana leaped up into a standing position, her hands clenched, jaw tight. Her eyes locked on Drew, who stood there, tall and silent, his face shadowed with remorse. She couldn't contain her fury any longer.
“How dare you?” she began, her voice trembling with a mixture of pain and fury. “How dare you? Do you have any idea what I've been through? What you put me through, Drew?”
He stood still, head bowed, hands limp at his sides. “I’m...I’m sorry, Liana,” he whispered, his voice barely audible.
“Sorry? Sorry? That’s all you have to say?” She took a step forward, her finger stabbing the air between them. “Sorry for rejecting me like I was nothing to you? Sorry for leaving me to fend for myself? Sorry that, after so long, when you set your eyes on me again, you locked me up like I was an an
