Rosie's POV:
"...Rose."
"Brad."
He cleared his throat moving to the side so we could walk in.
He looked horrible. He had bags under his eyes, he looked skinnier than the last time I saw him. His eyes were blood shot like he was crying and his clothes were all wrinkled.
I wanted to hug him so much but I knew I couldn't.
"I'm sorry." His voice broke. I swallower the lump in my throat and nodded not knowing what to say.
"I need an explanation before I can forgive you." My voice wavered as I spoke. He opened his mouth but nothing came out.
"W-why did you never come see me knowing I was there?"
"I was always there." He spoke making me confused.
"What do you mean?"
(Ahh get it ^^^ sorry I just had to do it {>•<})
"I was always there you just never saw me."
"Why didn't you ever
