*Morgan*

For a long moment, we stare at each other, our eyes saying words that our lips aren’t able to. I’m in complete and utter shock. I’m not sure how I feel. I sit down on the stool and try to collect my thoughts. Shane leans against the shed wall, rubbing the tears away from his eyes. On the one hand, I’m touched by his apology and him offering me an out, not for him, but for me.

It’s the most unselfish thing I’ve ever ...