Desperate apologies
He seemed more desperate than before, apologizing profusely for everything that had happened years ago.
‘We were wrong, and we’re sorry,’ he repeated, wringing his hands. His eyes pleaded for forgiveness, brimming with a remorse I hadn’t seen before.
Yet, his desperation was unsettling. It wasn’t the apology that threw me off; it was the depth of urgency in his tone.
Why now, after so many years of silence and neglect?