GERALD

As we reached the rooftop, I couldn't shake the feeling of dread gnawing at my insides. The wind whipped around us, adding to the tension hanging between Rosaline and me. It was funny how I'd practiced a lot of things to say on my way here, but that moment I set eyes on her- I found that I could barely even breathe.

I missed her. I've missed her a lot, and I just wanted to stay that way and stare at her all day. I mean, what do I start with? Do I apologize? I did owe her an apology, possibly several, but I needed to know what made...