Chapter 42 Seventy-Two Hours Ago
Seventy-Two Hours Ago
“I owe you an apology,” Nicholas said.
“We’re past all that now,” Owen said.
“Are we though?”
Owen looked away.
Nicholas wanted to push it, force the conversation, but he stopped himself. There was no point in trying to litigate any of this further. What did Nicholas expect Owen to say anyway?
It was ironic in a way: for so long his son-in-law blamed Nicholas for what happened to Kate.
But, now that they were on the other side of it, Owen just wanted Nicholas to stop blaming himself.
And here was Nicholas—only wanting the same for Owen.
Right or wrong didn’t matter. None of it mattered.
Wasn’t that love, after all? Wasn’t that forgiveness?
At the end of the day, I want you to be free.
“You don’t owe me that,” Owen said. “Not anymore.”
“You look worried though.”
“I just keep coming back to it,” Owen said.
“To Hannah?” Nicholas asked.
Owen nodded. “She knows I’d never allow her to be in harm’s way.”
“She knows I wouldn’t allow it either.”
“What are you going to do?” Owen said. “When she figures it out?”
“I’m going to say goodbye.”