Chapter Thirty Four

GAVIN

“I wanted to apologise.” Lara said, voice low but steady. Her words fell into the room like a drop of ink in water—spreading slowly, quietly, but darkening everything.

A beat passed.

I kept my face neutral. “For what?”

“For everything that happened that day.” She paused, and I could already feel the weight of where this was going, but I didn’t interrupt.

“I shouldn't have been drinking more