Chapter 42

• I'm sorry. I was angry, furious I might say. My father had blamed me for my mother's death. He said that I couldn't protect my mother because of you. And I f*cking believed it. Believe me, Susan, telling you that I don't love you was the worst thing I ever have done. I felt my heart slicing when I saw you begging for my love. My heart wanted to comfort you, kiss you! But my mind had stuck with my father's words. I am sorry. I really am. And about Vicky. She just had to jump in. I was drunk in the club. She saw me and offered me a ride home. I was so out of my mind that I didn't feel it was her kissing me. I could just see your face instead of her. I'm just—oh god!" his voice trailed off as he dropped to his knees. His eyes were bloodshot.
• "That doesn't change the fact that you cheated on me, Philip," I said, wiping away the tears.
• "I know. I am sorry; I would do anything if it takes you to forgive me."