Shawn
“How did we get here?” I whispered, not even expecting an answer. I was cupping her cheeks and looking at her. Truly looking at her. “I truly don't have an excuse for how I treated you before. I..nothing I say will be enough. I will not be able to repent enough..I can only ask, no I can only beg for a second chance. For a fresh start.”
Her brows furrowed as she contemplated my words. I ran my thumbs back and forth over her freckle dusted cheeks. I had meant every word I said. I cannot express how remorseful I feel. I was honest when I said I wanted her no matter who her ancestors are. I was truthful when I told her I have always wanted her, I just didn't know how to process it. That and she deserved better.
“We are two broken souls, Shawn” she started, her eyes not meeting mine.
