ASHER’S POV
Amelia turned to me once she was done with Logan. “Your turn,” she smirked.
I was losing it inside. Watching how she had been with Logan made me unable to think of anything I could say or do to fix my mistakes. Nothing seemed good enough. And now, my moment had come but I didn’t know where to start.
Finally I did the only thing I possibly could. Trembling, I sank to my knees in front of her, “Amelia, please,” I choked out, my voice cracking. “I know I don’t deserve it. I know I’m the last person you’d want to hear from. But I’m begging you... please, give me a chance to make things right. I can’t live with this. I can’t live knowing what I’ve done to you.”
My hands shook as I reached out, then stopped midair, knowing I didn’t have the right to touch her — not anymore. I
