REGRETS.

Zeke contemplated if he should do what was in mind without minding his ego, or if he should not while he watched Elena who settled in her seat after she had ignored him when he called her name.

He closed his eyes for a few seconds, pressed his lips together, and then curled his fist tightly.

Staring at Elena who sat on the single couch in front of him, with her legs crossed, he knew he needed to do this.

Seeing the way she acted with Ryan and Chloe was proof that maybe she had not changed entirely and the only person she was like this with was him… and probably Camila.

He breathed out, glanced at the floor again, and slowly, he went on his knees.

Elena sat upright, startled by his action, and then raised her brows.

“W… what are you doing?”

“Elena…” he started after he had licked his lower lips.

“What the fuck are you doing?”

“I know… I know that I have wronged you terribly. I know… I know I was not the best husband while we were married. I know… you suffered because of me. But, I am r