“No, baby. I am, for everything. This is my fault. I failed to do what I was meant to. I failed to nurture and protect my mate and didn’t even figure out how much pain you were in over a stupid misunderstanding. Forgive me, Princesa. Give me another chance to prove I can be what you need. What you deserve.” Colton leans back, sliding his hand between us to separate us a little, guides his fingers under my chin and tilts my face up to him so he can look me in the eye. The watery mess of a girl having an emotional breakdown, and he wipes my jawline with...