Too Late for Regrets

Coralie remained silent.

Desmond didn't say a word either.

Stella held her phone, not daring to utter a single word.

Within the vast room, the only sound was the whistling wind echoing from the telephone.

After a long while, the somewhat choked voice of Desmond was finally heard.

“I let my grandmother down. The last time we were at the resort, my mother had a hypertension crisis. Her interference