“Kit, it’s OK,” I assured him. “It’s OK. I forgive you.” I could see the relief instantly wash over him. “Thank you,” he bawled. “You have no idea what an enormous gift you just gave me. Thank you, Mike.” Kit wiped his tears before continuing: “He’s a good guy, Mike. And he’s got a great eye for design. You should lean on him if you ever need apartment tips or advice. We share a lot of the same sensibilities. “And don’t worry about heaven,” he added. “I’ll get it ready for us.”
This genuinely shocked me. I have no clue how someone can forgive someone else when its clear they don't feel bad. He cheated on you multiple times, lied about it and only confessed now that he's at the end of the line. He doesn't feel bad that he betrayed your trust and you let him walk all over you again.
