MARIA'S POV
As Connor spoke, his words felt like a a test on my patience and understanding. How could he expect me to simply brush aside the pain and betrayal of our past? It was as if he believed a few words of apology could erase hurt.
"What do you mean, 'grudges from our past'? You expect me to just forget everything you've put me through?" I shot back, my voice filled with anger.
Connor's jaw clenched, but he attempted to maintain a calm demeanor. "Maria, I know I've made mistakes, but dwelling on them won't help us move forward," he said, his tone almost pleading, even though I could see my words were provoking him.
But why would my words provoke him though? I wasn't even insulting him like he usually did to me.
Move forward? His words only fueled my frustration. "How can we mov
