Forgiveness

Zenobia POV

I entered the dining hall, where her father was already seated. The aroma of fresh food wafted through the air and made my stomach rumble with hunger. I sat across from her father, then began eating, discussing various topics as they went.

The first thing that I could think of as I sat at the table was Charlene. We left the hospital after hearing that she would be fine, but I wanted to ensure.

"So, how is Charlene doing?" I asked, my fork twirling around a piece of pasta.

My father sighed. "She's stable for now. The doctors say it's too early to tell if she'll recover fully

I nodded, her expression solemn. "I'm sorry, Dad. I didn't mean for this to happen," I apologized to him, dropping the fork in my hand. "I should have waited for her and....."

"I know you didn't, honey," my father said, placing a finger of comfort on my shoulder. "it was an accident, and I believed that everything that happened was for a reason. "

I took a deep breath and picked up my fork again. Wh