Bab 185: Amsterdam (2)

'I am so sorry. You would have been alive if it wasn't for my selfishness. I would have been able to see you smile with my own eyes if it wasn't for me. You would have been able to see your child grow up if it wasn't for me. I haven't been able to forgive myself even after all these years. I don't think that I ever will be. I don't think that I deserve to even ask for forgiveness, but please forgive me.' He thought to himself. He had always wanted to say this out loud, but he could never gather the courage to do so.

His fingers lingered over the golden letters, 'Rosaline Martin', as a lone tear managed to escape his eyes. His thoughts drifted back to the sorrowful day. 

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