“This doesn't mean you're forgiven, Sebastian. You messed up big time,” I state firmly. “I won't forgive you easily. There are things you'll need to do to earn my trust back.”
My words linger in the air between us, creating an atmosphere heavy with emotion and potential, marking the start of a deliberate journey to rebuild what was shattered between us.
Without any warning or hesitation, Sebastian suddenly gets off the couch. His movements are filled with urgency and sincerity as he descends to the ground right in front of me, landing on his knees with a slight thud, a posture that speaks of both vulnerability and earnest intentions.
“Shelly,” he begins, his voice trembling with emotion, “Shelly, what I wouldn't give to turn back the hands of time and erase each and every mistake I’ve
