You misunderstood there was a connection between Becca and me. I knew it was my fault for not giving you a sense of security, yet I blamed you without offering a single word of comfort. I'm sorry.
You asked me to call Becca and say a hundred times that I don't love her. I knew you were testing me, but I got angry at your willfulness and didn't consider your feelings. I'm sorry.
You ran away from the wedding. I knew you were waiting for me in T City, yet I didn't come to fetch you out of spite, making you uncomfortable. I'm sorry.
You questioned whether I ever loved you, but since I never seriously thought about it, I gave you an ambiguous answer, leading you to contemplate leaving me. I'm sorry.
These past three days, forcing you to be with me, watching you struggle to eat or sleep, I'm sorry...
At this point, Alice's face was already covered with tears.
Her trembling fingers opened the last message she received—
