“Him again.” Kate sighed, pointing to the shelter fence.Scott was fixing a loose section. He’d been in town for two weeks, silently showing up around the shelter every day, mending things.“Tell him to get lost,” I said coldly, disgust clear in my voice.“Elena…” Kate hesitated. “He looks like he’s really trying. Maybe—”“No maybes,” I cut her off. “You don’t know what he did.”I pushed open the door and walked straight to Scott. He immediately put down his tools, a flicker of hope in his eyes.“Leave,” I said flatly. “I don’t want to see you.”“Elena, please, just give me a chance,” he pleaded.“You had your chance. Ten years of chances,” I advanced on him, my voice shaking with anger. “And how did you use them? Humiliating me, belittling me, rejecting me in front of everyone!”Scott looked down, his face etched with pain. “I know I was wrong…”“Knowing isn’t enough,” I sneered. “Knowing doesn’t erase the damage.”“Then what can I do?” he asked, desperation in his voice. “Tell me, El
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