The day after moving into her new home, Adriana agreed to meet Chris.They arranged to meet at the coffee shop on the ground floor of the Sanctity Research Lab. When Adriana walked down, Chris had already ordered two cups of coffee."Adriana, I'm sorry," Chris said, his voice low, the furrow between his brows never fully relaxing. He hadn't slept a wink all night, yet he didn't look fatigued."Apologies are only useful to acknowledge the harm you've caused me. Beyond that, they're meaningless," Adriana said flatly, dropping a sugar cube into her coffee.For the past six months, the word Chris said most often was "sorry."Saying "it's okay" wasn't easy. Those words had to travel from the stomach to the lips, passing through the heart—it wasn't simple to speak them aloud. One could fool others, but never one's own heart.Chris reached for her hand as she stirred her coffee. "I'll make it up to you… okay?"Adriana lifted her gaze, her tone calm and indifferent. "I want ten percent
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