That was why she had made that decision.
But now, standing before Raymond and his family, the realization hit her like a wave crashing against the shore.
She should have come to him first.
She should have discussed it with him before making such a huge decision.
But she hadn't.
Because anger had clouded her judgment.
And now, she had to face the consequences.
At that moment her fingers trembled slightly, her heart pounding as she forced herself to speak.
"I'm sorry," she finally said, her voice barely above a whisper.
"I'm really, really sorry."
Raymond's father, who had been watching her closely, finally spoke up, his voice calm yet firm.
"What is going on?" he asked, his gaze sharp, piercing.
"Hope nothing happened at work?"
His words sent a ripple of tension through the room.
Valentina felt her throat tighten, her chest constricting.
Before she could form a response, Raymond's mother stepped forward, her expression gentle yet full of concern.
