Sarah’s expression shattered, with tears streaming down her face as she dropped to her knees. “I’m sorry, Mia.”
Mia exhaled sharply, her hands clenching into fists. “Mom, how could you? After everything we’ve been through?”
Her mother shook her head, her eyes pleading. “Mia, your father reached out to me… he… he came begging. He said he wanted to make things right.”
Mia let out a bitter laugh, the sound hollow and sharp. “Make things right? He left us, Mom. You have no idea what I went through because of him. And now you think a simple apology is enough?”
Sarah wiped at her tears. “Mia, please. I know how hard this must be. We all make mistakes—that’s what makes us human.”
“Forgiveness is not in my book anymore,” Mia shot back, her voice shaking. “I can never forgive him. And you—you
