He was under arrest

"I'm sorry," he replied softly, his gaze never leaving mine. "I will not do it again, I promise." His sincerity was evident, but I knew that rebuilding trust would take time and effort from both of us. It was a long road ahead, but his willingness to make amends gave me hope for our future together.

As we sat in silence, the tension between us slowly dissipated. I could see his regret in his eyes, and I knew he truly meant his words. Taking a deep breath, I held his hand, feeling a sense of connection that had been missing for so long. Despite the pain of the past, I knew that we could overcome this obstacle together.

It was a daunting task, but I believed we could rebuild what had been broken with patience and understanding. Our love was worth fighting for, and I wanted to give him another chance.

He smiled softly, a glimmer of hope in his eyes as he squeezed my hand back. "Let's go inside." I nodded, feeling a renewed sense of hope and determination.

We walked towards the door,