You Told Me To Walk So I Walked Right Out Of Your Lives Chapter 27
He walked to my desk and reached out as if to touch the tin box, but he pulled his hand back.
“Amaris, I’m not here to make excuses for them.”
“Then what do you want?”
“I don’t know.”
He looked at me, his eyes slowly reddening.
“You don’t want money. You don’t want the company. I lie awake every night thinking about how I could possibly make this up to you.”
I raised my left hand.
When the weather turned cold, the wrist still ached.
After I drew for too long, my fingers would tremble.
“Can you make it so this was never broken?”
Ronan’s lips moved.
“No.”
“Can you make me believe again that if I’m drowning, someone will pull me out?”
He lowered his head.
“No.”
“Then there is no making it up to me.”
I closed a box of colored pencils.
“What you can do is accept that I’m not coming back.”
Ronan stood there for a long time.
Before he left, he looked back at me.
“Little sister.”
I met his gaze.
“Please call me by my name.”
His tears fell then.
“Amaris.”
“Is there anything else?”
He shook his head, then turned and left.
After that day, the Zelle transfers stopped.
Santoro Corporation was sold, and the family name was removed from the building.
My parents called me several times.
I never answered.
Finally, my mother left a tearful voicemail. “We have nothing left. How long are you going to keep punishing us?”
After I listened, I blocked their number.
I wasn’t the one who had taken anything from them.
That night, a strange number sent me a text.
Tomorrow afternoon, by the lake. If you don’t come, I’ll let everyone see exactly how you set me up.
It was signed, Sofia.