"Why are you here?" my voice betrays me as it cracks while asking him this question. "I love you," he says. He steps forward, pauses to think, and then lunges to reach where I sit. He's on his knees. "Please. One chance, and I'll make it right. Please, sugar." He's begging in front of me. I look into his eyes and all my doubts vanish. "Babe..." Before I can complete my sentence, he leans in and kisses my forehead. It's his way to reassure me that he will fix everything. I ease up and kiss him on the lips.