Berton's POV

　　I walked back angrily to the car. The words she said were still playing in my head like a broken record. So it was all my fault for loving her and showing her endless love. She wasn't even remorseful after what she did, and she wanted me to be apologetic?

　　I scoffed, slamming the door to the car as I ignited the engine of the car. Staring at the door of her house, I felt an ache in my heart. Was this best for the best? But after everything she had ...