Sorry? Did Aaron just say he was sorry?
"Sorry for what?" Keeley hissed, regaining some of her energy and pulling her wrists out of his grip. She rubbed them to try and wipe away the feeling of his grip.
"Everything."
"That's not enough! Do you realize exactly what you did to me? I gave up everything I cared about for you and all you did was make me miserable, kill my father, cheat on me, and let your stupid girlfriend kill me after you threw me away!"
She was so pissed off that she dug her fingernails into her palms hard enough to draw blood.
"I never cheated on you," Aaron said quietly. "I pretended to get close to Lacy to get the evidence I needed to convict her for your father's murder. That baby wasn't mine."
A hysterical laugh escaped her throat. "You expect me to believe you?"
He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "Sit down, Keeley. This is a bit of a long story."
"I would prefer to stand," she said stiffly.
