“Just let yourself be broken and humiliated. Just your whole life, keep telling people, I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry...”

“Sorry, mom. Sorry, God.”

“I’m sorry.” Once again, those were the words. And now, anytime someone says I’m sorry, I’m going to think of her.”

“I’m sorry,” he repeats again, too low for Raven and Tack to hear. “I’m sorry for everything.”

“I’m sorry if I’m not flirting with you. I’m kind of spoken for.”

“I'm sorry if this all seems a little rushed and desperate. It is.”

“Siva’s violet eyes flashed at me. “I’m sorry your weekend was ruined.”“I’m sorry your house was trashed,” I laughed.His lips lifted. “Good point.”Siva and Sloane”