Quinten

I’m really glad you’re here,” he says, a warm smile breaking through. “I’ve missed our conversations.” He runs a hand through his hair, his expression earnest. “I owe you an apology for my outburst—the words I chose were completely unfair, and I regret how I made you feel.” He leans slightly closer, his hands clasped. “Can we talk? I’d love the chance to understand your perspective better and, hopefully make things right"