“Abigail… do you understand what you’re saying right now?” Kai’s voice came out low and almost in a whisper, but it cracked under the strain. His hands hovered in the air like he wanted to reach for her but didn’t dare.
His heart thudded painfully against his ribs. He stared at her, drinking in the sight of her trembling lips, her tear-bright eyes, the quiet fury that masked something so much softer underneath. And for a terrifying second, he thought he’d misheard her, thought this was some cruel dream conjured by his guilty mind.
“Have you forgotten what I’ve done to you?” he rasped. “Have you forgotten what kind of man you’re standing in front of? I lied to you, Abigail. I stole a choice from you that you never should’ve had to give up. I told myself it was for the memory of someone I
