“I can’t forgive you.”
“What?” Gwen looked up from her cereal to see Rhys standing by the breakfast bar.
“I remember everything, Gwen. You cheated on me with some bloke at work, drugged me so you could make yourself feel better without ‘aving to deal with the fallout. Only your fancy amnesia drug wore off or something, ‘cause I remember you cryin’, beggin’ me to forgive you. I can’t though. I need time to think, so I’m leavin’. Maybe I’ll call you, but don’t hold your breath.
Then Rhys was gone, leaving Gwen stunned and lost.
What had she done?