"We'll take care of it." He handed my phone back to me. "And we'll talk to James. None of this is your fault." "No." I shook my head. "It's deeper than that. We're not...it's over." It pained me to say it. But it was true. I couldn't marry James. He didn't love me. It didn't matter how much I loved him. If he didn't trust me after everything we had been through, he never would. "I'm sorry to hear that," his dad said.
