Chapter 90
Mirabelle’s POV:
Not after everything I’d discovered. Twenty-four calls couldn’t erase the lies, the manipulation, or the damage he’d caused. Still, a strange unease settled over me as I put the phone down, shaking my head.
Ken’s name caught my eye again, and without thinking, I tapped his number. As the phone rang, I silently prayed he’d still be awake.
He picked up on the third ring. “Mirabelle?” His voice was groggy but alert.
“Hey.” I said, forcing a calm tone.
“Everything okay?” He asked quickly.
“Yeah, I’m fine. I just… I saw I missed your calls and thought I’d check in.”
Ken let out a soft sigh. “I wasn’t sure if you’d call back. I didn’t want to bother you, but I couldn’t sleep without apologizing.”
“Apologizing?” I frowned. “For what?”
“For earlier.” He said,
