Chapter 56

Viktor

She still and perhaps would always blame me for what I did, even though she would never hate me. I couldn't blame her.

It was my decision to sink into drinking, breaking her heart by acting like the man I loathed. It was my decision to go against her, surrounding myself with a rapist and a conniving woman and pushing her away. That could never change.

Yet she still let me hold her like I was a decade younger. It had to count for something. Hope that someday I could get her forgiveness in some way, whether it took months or even years down the line to forgive my actions, it was a price I was willing to pay.

The same couldn't be said for Eva.

I was a bastard to even consider doing so. How could I dare to beg for forgiveness after all I'd said and done? The names I've called her, the way I'd taken part in nearly humiliating her. How I'd thrown her out with only the clothes on her back. How I stood proudly beside the man who tried to assault her.

A wave of nausea came t