Luke's POV
The clearing bore witness to a tapestry of emotions, an intricate dance of regret and remorse. As I reached for Danielle's hand, the air buzzed with unspoken tension, the residue of shattered trust clinging to the spaces between us.
"Danielle, I know I messed up, and I'm willing to do whatever it takes to make things right," I confessed, the weight of my words hanging heavy in the air. "I've been trying to figure out a solution, and I thought… I thought maybe paying Darci to leave with the child could be an option. So that we could move forward."
Her reaction was instantaneous. A flash of anger crossed her features, her hand pulling away from mine. "You can't just throw money at a problem, Luke. Especially not our problem. You can't erase what's happened or the choices you've
