Chapter 122

• The memory tugs at Sophia's heart, and her eyes glaze over as a choking ball of heaviness moves up her chest. She never thought things would turn out this way in a million years, and she regrets how hostile they were to him back then.
• "He was scared you were about to ruin everything I built here. He didn't know if you had moved on with her... had taken over POLO, and if my being dead had been down to you. He was so afraid. He didn't know how to react." Sophia slides her hand over his, which still cups her cheek, and reaches out to touch his lips with her other hand - smoothing over his face, then neck and shoulder in a subtle affection. Basking in the way he's staring at her. She can't believe she ever doubted him and suspected he could physically hurt her.
• "I'm sorry that you ever had those thoughts or felt that way....... That I had hurt you to the point where you no longer had any faith or trust in me anymore. I hate that it took two years to find you. I hate that I lost all that time in winning you back, begging for forgiveness, yet.... I'm glad this place did something for you that I couldn't. That it gave you time to heal and find yourself again. That it gave me a second chance at us."