“Sorry I’m late. Traffic was nonexistent.”
“Hi, Princess. Sorry I'm late. Traffic was a bitch.”
“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...”
“It's easy to blame traffic jam when you're late and in a hurry.”
“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.”