Chapter 120

SEBASTIAN

The drive back home felt longer than usual. Maybe because every red light seemed to mock me. Or maybe because Dahlia’s last words ‘You shouldn’t have come’ kept replaying like a curse in my head. It’s hunting me, I know.

By the time I pulled into my driveway, the bouquet-shaped emptiness in my chest had grown heavier. I’d given her the damn flowers, but I left with nothing. Not her smile. Not her forgiveness. Not even a flicker of hope. Taking the flowers from me should have gone a long way as I claimed, but those words, those damn words were just fillers for something I couldn’t bring myself to say. It meant nothing.

What would it really cost me to say what I had in my head? Why was it so difficult to just say sorry right there and then. To just tell her I love her so much. Maybe I was afraid she would ask me why I did what I did. And that I have no explanation for. How could I tell her I had her DNA done behind her back? That the reason I was mean to