Chapter 135

Calla POV

Sorry?,

Sorry, my foot! He can shove that sorry right up his ass. Back then, he didn’t even try to listen to me. I was begging him, crying in front of him, apologising over and over, trying to explain. But did he care?

No, why should I listen to his sorry now?. I pressed harder on the accelerator, the speedometer needle climbing higher, the cold night air rushing in as my hair whipped