#Chapter 358: Make Amends

The night air whipped past me as I sped down the familiar roads, the soft glow of streetlights illuminating the darkness that surrounded me. I gripped the steering wheel tightly as I navigated the familiar streets, Mia's box of belongings riding shotgun beside me. The memories it held threatened to overwhelm me, but I pushed them aside. With each passing mile, my mind raced with thoughts of what awaited me at Scarlett's home. The mere mention of Mia's wedding dress had ignited a spark of determination within me, a stubborn resolve to set things right, no matter the cost. As I pulled up to Scarlett's house, my heart pounded in my chest, a symphony of anticipation and apprehension echoing in the recesses of my mind. But as I stepped out of the car, my gaze fell upon a scene that caught me off guard. Boxes lined the curb, their contents spilling out onto the pavement in a chaotic jumble. Furniture was being hauled into a moving truck, the sound of voices mingling with the scrape of met