ABIGAIL’S POV
“Rylle, wait” I called him. He stopped and face me. He’s making me nervous and I don’t know where to start my statement. He sits on the couch in front of me so decided to speak before he gets annoyed.
“About what happened last time, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you feel that way. I should have put my shoes first into yours to see or maybe understand your perspective but instead I pushed you about something that’s maybe too much for you” I told him while my head bowed down. I can’t look at him.
“No.” he said. Did I really make him feel bad last time?
“I should be the one saying sorry to you…” I lift my head up and look at him.
“You’re not mad at me?” I asked him.
“No. I’m actually guilty about the things I’ve said, sorry. I am so ashamed that’s why I didn’t ta
