Too Late for Regret

Jaxon looked at her, his eyes earnest.

Sloane looked back at him and thought, 'If you'd said this to me before, I would've been over the moon, probably too excited to sleep for days. But now? I feel nothing. If anything, it is almost laughable.

'Now you put on this act? Where were you when it actually mattered?

'So what were those three years of suffering for? Was I just a glutton for punishment?