Amara POV
I move to stand in front of Seth's cell. He looks completely defeated, slumped on the floor. I'm not sure if it's my scent or just the feeling of people staring that has him looking up, but when his eyes meet mine I see a flash of the boy I raised. His eyes are pleading and regretful. "Mom, why won't she listen? I am truly sorry. I would take it all back if I could," he whispers.
"Some mistakes can't be fixed with words Seth. Some mistakes break things to the point they can no longer be fixed at all." Like a man possessed, he jumps up and starts to pace. "No, there has to be some part of her that still loves me. Some part that can forgive my mistakes. Some part that will bring her back to me," he says.
"There is not. She let any love she had for you go the moment you betraye
