Maybe because forgiveness was not about pretending the past had never happened.
Maybe it was about deciding that the past no longer deserved control over the future.
I finished my coffee and returned inside and Jace was standing in the kitchen, and he looked at me carefully.
"Everything okay?" Jace asked.
"Charlotte apologized." I said and he nodded.
"And?" He asked.
"I told her I am willing to give her a chance." I said as his eyebrows lifted.
"You trust her?" He asked.
"No." I said.
"Good." He said and I laughed quietly.
"You really don’t like surprises." I said.
"I like surprises when they involve cake, not family drama." He said and I smiled.
"I’m not trusting her yet." I said.
"I know." He said.
"I just don’t want to spend the rest of my life hating her." I said as Jace
