Martin's POV
I stared at the phone screen for a long moment after I ended the call. I wanted to say something, but
I couldn't bring myself to fall at her feet because of her apologies. But her voice still echoed in my mind, “I’m sorry I didn’t wait for you.”
No matter how hard I tried, a part of me believed her. That part of me was the one I'd tried so hard to suppress, but it still ached when I heard her voice.
The conversation with Mirabella had made me forget that I was at the table with my mother and sister. I know they had a good time listening to my replies, especially the way their eyes were fixed on me.
I took in a deep breath and slowly exhaled, putting the screen of my phone to sleep like I needed a physical break from the weight of everything around me. I stood up from th
