Aurora's face instantly flushed red. She shot Everett a sharp glare. "Shut up!"
She hated when he brought those things up.
Every time he did, a mix of resentment and hurt surged inside her, and she didn't know how to handle it.
She didn't know how to face this man. She wanted to avoid him. But in a situation like this, she still relied on him—he was the only one who made her feel safe.
"I'm sorry," Everett suddenly said, his voice serious.
Aurora stared at him, stunned. The firelight lit up his face in a deep orange glow. He… actually apologized again?
She avoided his gaze, uncomfortable. "Sorry doesn't mean anything. Because of you, Alexander and I broke up."
"If he really loved you, he wouldn't have cared. He didn't love you enough," Everett said with obvious disdain.
