She Died With My Name on Her Lips novel Chapter 22

“Do you even know how much it hurt me when I found out about your first kiss with Louise? About that first night you spent together?”

“I’ve tried so hard to forgive you, Stephen. I’ve tried to understand, to pretend things could go back to the way they were. But you keep hurting me. I’m in so much pain, my heart aches, and you don’t seem to feel any of it, do you?”

“And now you want me to forgive you? How am I supposed to do that?”

Her delicate fingertip pressed against his chest, but it might as well have been a thousand pounds crushing him.

Stephen’s eyes shimmered with grief, and for a moment he could barely breathe.

“I’m sorry… I’m so sorry…”

If he could do it all over again, he’d trade places with her in a heartbeat.

Right then, he finally understood how she’d felt, begging him for something he couldn’t give, her heart breaking over and over.

Louisa’s tears slipped down her cheeks, soaking his hand and twisting his heart with every drop.

All he could do was apologize—he didn’t have any excuses left.

Everything that happened with Louise was real. There was no denying it.

It was his fault. He’d betrayed her trust—betrayed what they had.

Maybe he should never have sought out someone else, never brought Louise into their mess.

Their families’ grudges should’ve stayed between them.

But once Louise got involved, everything changed.

Stephen stood there in silence, at a loss for how to fix what he’d broken.

Louisa’s tears finally dried up, her eyes red and swollen, and she quietly pushed him away.

“Stephen, maybe you only ever loved the girl I used to be—the carefree twenty-year-old me. Not the person I am now, after everything that’s happened.”

“Maybe our families can let go of the past, but we can’t go back. This is it, Stephen. Let’s just end it here.”

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