Zerah
My breath hitched as I processed his words. What?
Surprise filled me as I looked up at him. The look on his face, once slightly distant, now looked a mix of sheepish and guilty.
“About that day, the words I said weren't nice. They were derogatory and dismissive and not like me.” he said, bowing his head slightly, "I'm sorry for not apologising earlier. I wanted to do so over the past few days, but I couldn't get the words out. The way things went, I didn't know if you were still angry at me.”
My mind went blank. Angry? At him? Shouldn't it have been the other way around?
Wait… my gut clenched.
If he kept his distance because he believed I was angry and I did the same…didn't that mean that we had been running around in circles?
“I swear, it's not like me to act so…so—”
“I'm th
