The expression on Cara Preston's face froze. Vera Xavier added, "But I think I need to remind you of something. If 'I'm sorry' could really undo all wrongs, then there'd be no need for police in this world. You could just commit a crime, say you're sorry, and everything would be fine! After all, they're just words. Anyone can say them, right?"
Cara Preston felt as if her all-conquering weapon had just been bluntly exposed by Vera. No matter how thick-skinned she was, she couldn't keep her composure. A crack appeared on her pitiful, damsel-in-distress face, which then twisted with venom. "You're the one who harmed me! I lowered myself to apologize to you, and this is how you treat me! You know I have a weak heart, and you're still trying to provoke me! You..."
"Are you about to have a heart attack now?" Vera's lips curved into a slight smile as she cut her off. "Go on, have one for me. I've never seen anyone have a heart attack before! I'm actually curious!"
