Now he’s getting desperate. She can see it in his face, hear it in his voice. “How can I persuade you that, despite all the horrible—despite everything I’ve done, despite how reckless I was with you, I care about your well-being and always have? How can I convince you that I have never done anything like that before, and if I could do it again, I absolutely would? I mean—differently. If I could do it again differently, I would. Everything I’m saying sounds empty, except it’s exactly what I mean.
