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she waited for a response and it was like it wasn't coming "If she at least can't redeem things with you, give her a chance with Christiana" "You know that's never happening" he blurted out "Second chance sir" she looked at his face as she said that " I find it funny that you're pleading for who you don't even know" he stood up and walked towards the window "I really don't need to know her. I can tell she's trying to fix whatever she has done wrong in the past"she stood up too and started walking towards him "And you're not ready to let go of the past" "I can't because that's exactly where my life is"

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"It's just a plate, nothing more. It's not worth your anguish." Her gaze bore into mine, filled with a mixture of remorse and vulnerability. "I'm not apologizing for the plate, Dante... I'm sorry for everything. I'm sorry for the harsh words I uttered, for doubting that you would abandon me in Orlando's clutches, for clinging to your past transgressions... I truly am sorry."

She said softly turning her head away from him. Lorenzo rubbed his face with his hands and sighed deeply, sitting down in front of Bonnie on the bed. "I'm actually here to apologize." Bonnie immediately paid attention to him. "Bonnie, I don't know what happened this morning. I just wasn't myself and I was still pissed about the incident. I took all my anger out on you and that was wrong of me. Please forgive me. I'm sorry." Lorenzo's eyebrows furrowed as he remembered what happened earlier.

he said, his voice full of regret. Tears welled up in my eyes again, but this time, it was mixed with relief and yearning. “Mom said you were gone. I always carry beautiful memories with you, and when I found out the truth, it felt like my world collapsed,” I said, quietly, trying to control my emotions. He stepped a little closer. “I’m sorry, Ariane. All this time, I’ve been struggling with my own problems. However, your presence has made me realize how much family means.”

I leaned my head against the window and thought about how far we had come in the last few weeks after the 'incident' as Mom called it. I had convinced everyone to forgive Sam. I knew that he hadn't meant for any of this to happen and while I still didn't really like him, I was at least cordial with him. Scarlett had felt guilty for giving Sam my number those few times even though I and everyone else had repeatedly told her that it wasn't her fault. Thankfully, Foxy finally convinced her after about a week and Scarlett forgave herself. She and Foxy are taking things 'slow' but seem to be happy together.

" You lie Hunter. Up until the moment she had stepped into your office as a replacement secretary, you still disliked her. You wouldn't have cared. I don't blame her for keeping it away from you" " Dad I have apologized to her" " What more can sorry do to a shattered glass?" His question was brief, but it cut deep. He's right. Sorry is just a word and not a balm or glue. It's only said but it doesn't certify that all is okay. " If I were you, I'd spend the rest of my days apologising and making it up to that young lady Hunter. She's seen a side to life that even at my age, I couldn't bear"

Kita ko ang mahigpit ng hawak niya sa barandilya. "I-im sorry." Sambit kong muli lalo na ng mapansin ang reaksyon niya. Ramdam ko ang mabibigat niyang hininga. "I can't accept what happened to our family. To I.U., to you, most especially to Mommy...I am blaming myself for everything. I have so much remorse." She bent down and closed her eyes. Kita ko kung paano niya pinigilan ang sariling emosyon but then when she opened her eyes I could see her tears.

No doubt, years of leading the unleadable had gained him that skill. Minus, on the other hand, was more like a dormant volcano that was waking up after a long sleep. He seemed calm on the outside, but I could sense a lake of molten anger bubbling deep inside him. Some of that anger began to flow out as Minus challenged my uncle and seeing the look on his face brought back a flood of memories. His beautiful features, forming into a Viking-like scowl. His fists, balled up at his sides, caused his biceps to swell. As hurt and confused as I was, I could not stop myself from feeling an instant, and overwhelming attraction to him. I had to force myself to look away.

No way to clean this up in time. "Fuck, fuck, FUCK."