Chapter 63: I’ll become the husband you deserve
Elijah’s pov ;
My voice trembled as I repeated the words. "I’m sorry for not seeing you, for not caring enough to understand how you felt. I’m sorry for causing you so much pain."
Tears gathered in his eyes, and I could see the raw emotion reflected in his gaze. It was overwhelming and painful to see him like this, and I couldn’t help but feel stressed with guilt for all the hurt I had inflicted upon him. It breaks my heart and pains my soul.
But he shook his head and he struggled to even speak. "Sorry doesn’t fix everything," he said fiercely, meeting my eyes with a determined look. "Sometimes, it doesn’t fix anything at all. And I never wanted to tell you any of this. It’s fucking embarrassing and pathetic." His voice cracked, and he took a deep breath before continuing. "You know Samantha sent me photos of you and her in bed together. Hugging and kissing each other."
W-What? Photos?
My heart dropped at his words, confusion, and shock freezing me on the spot. How could Samantha have taken such intimate photos of us when I had never touched her? Is that why he accused me of cheating earlier?
"What are you saying-" I started to protest, but he cut me off.
"I know you never cheated on me," he interrupted, his face now displaying a hint of pride. "And I am so happy and relieved that you didn’t. When I found out the truth, I was going to confess my feelings to you. But then...I heard about your accident and it reminded me of a very unpleasant incident from my past."
Once again, tears welled up in his eyes as he spoke, and once again I had no idea what he was talking about.
My thoughts were agitating like a tornado as he spoke. I can’t decipher his words, they just blur together in a jumbled mess. Photos, cheating, truth- it’s all too much to process.
What else has he been hiding from me? "What the hell are you talking about, Ash?" I snap, my frustration boiling over at his cryptic hints. "Just spit it out already."