Chapter 189. A Deal with the Betrothed

Ellie's POV

"We can still fix this, Ellie! We can avoid hurting ourselves and the people inside—our family," Damian says again, as if this means the world to him.

I fix my eyes on him, mentally scoffing at him.

Fix?

What is there to fix? The bond that he himself has broken? The trust that he broke? The shattered pieces of my heart that are scattered somewhere in my chest? What exactly are we supposed to fix first because all this sh*t cannot be fixed at the same time?

"I am sorry for hurting you, okay? Believe me, this was not my intention. I am sorry. Please...!" He wavers, his mouth remaining agape as if he still has a zillion things to say, but somehow the words are stuck somewhere in his throat.

Maybe it was intentional. He didn’t want to hurt me, did he? Yes, I can play the fool and buy that even when I know this will hurt me in the end. My solid ground is that he had myriad opportunities to do things right. He had plenty of