Izzy didn't move. "You're sorry."
"I know you don't believe me." Vivienne took off her sunglasses. Her eyes were red, exhausted. "I don't blame you. But I need to say it anyway."
"Say what, exactly? That you're sorry for abusing your sister? For trying to destroy Alex? For bribing my ex to sabotage my relationship?"
"All of it." Vivienne's hands twisted in her lap. "I've spent the last twenty-four hours watching everything fall apart. My reputation, my career, my life. And all I can think about is Lila."
"Convenient timing for remorse."
"It's not remorse. It's clarity." Vivienne looked at the fountain. "When Lila and I were kids, our parents were never home. I raised her. Fed her, helped with homework, scared away bullies. She was my responsibility."
"That doesn't excuse....."
"I'm
