Chapter 66 The Weight Of Probation

• Theo's
• " You are not indeed trying to see it from my side, Reyna," I said, leaning against the counter, my voice cracking just a little. She did not look up from her sketchpad, her pencil moving in quick, sharp strokes. The sound of it scratching against the paper was like nails on a chalkboard to me right now.
• See what, Theo?" she eventually replied, her tone flat, like she was talking to a stranger." That you are sorry? That you've changed? I have heard it ahead."