“I don’t know if I can ever completely forgive you,” I said softly, my voice trembling. “But I’ll try.”
Chris nodded, his expression serious. “That’s all we can ask for.”
We sat in silence for a while longer, the only sound the soft rustle of the leaves and the gentle trickle of the pool’s water.
Eventually, I stood up, brushing the dirt off my clothes. “Where’s Evans?” I asked, suddenly realizing he had been quiet for too long.
Chris glanced around the garden, his eyes searching for him. “I don’t know. I’ll go find him.”
We walked together, finding Evans leaning against a tree in the distance, looking dejected and distant. There was a sadness in his eyes that made me pause. As I approached him, I could see the weight of the situation pressing down on him. Evans always seemed so confi
