“Could we speak alone for a moment?” he asks and I was not expecting him to want to, but I nod. Lily squeezes my hand and walks into their bedroom while Alex turns and goes outside, shutting the door behind him. “Would you like to take a seat?” he asks, motioning to the couch, and I nod.
I sit on one end of the couch and he sits on the far end, leaving some space between us. “You were so young when everything happened, and I was so overtaken with grief. I saw the way that you looked at me once you woke up. I don’t know exactly what you remember, but I know it was how I blamed you,” he tells me and I nod, looking down at my feet, my eyes beginning to fill with tears.
"I'm sorry," I tell him, trying not to cry.
“It wasn’t fair for me to blame you. You didn’t deserve that, and it was
