“I’m so sorry,” he whispered. “I’ve wanted to apologize to you for five years. But I was too much of a coward.”
“Why did you let me believe you were just some stranger who happened to be passing by?”
“You destroyed my life,” I said softly.
“I know. I know I did. And I’ve been living with that guilt every single day.”
Ryan spoke again. “Andrea, there’s more. Something I need you to understand.”
I looked at him.
“When I got to the accident scene, I was too late.”
“What do you mean?”
“If I’d arrived 10 minutes earlier, maybe they could’ve saved your leg. Maybe the damage wouldn’t have been so severe.”
“I’ve been living with that guilt every single day.”
His voice broke completely.
“That’s why I said I’m the reason you’re disabled. Because I didn’t get there fast enough.”
I stared at him, stunned.
