Each step I took carried the weight of guilt, especially when I had just repeated the process about an hour ago.

His eyes opened the minute he took in my presence.

"James, Hi." I paused, searching for the right words to use, " I'm really sorry about what happened. I know I hurt you. Pls forgive me".

I didn't know if it made sense.

I honestly felt hurt that he was in that position because of me.

"It's okay, Miriam", he nodded gently " It was a reality I tried to avoid. You have been acting strange, you know. So I'm not exactly surprised. I'm just hurt".

"I---I don't know...