CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Breathe Chanel
I repeated the mantra in my head, forcing myself to remain composed despite the intensity of the situation. My eyes hovered over to my husband again, kneeling on the ground and looking the most apologetic I’d ever seen him.
“What are you doing here, Dane?”
“You blocked me on your phone but I knew I had to make everything right before it was too late. I’m not going to deny it because I have no memory of it, but I wish I could go back in time and save you all this pain and-“ I stopped him with my index finger on his lips.
“What are you doing, Dane? Do you think expressing your regrets over something that’s already happened will miraculously make everything go away?” I questioned softly.
“No it won’t, but would you believe me if I said that not once have I
