Weeks passed and it was purely business between me and Stephen. Ever since that day, he has been trying to find some ways to avoid me. Now, it’s the other way around. Well, I should be happy about it but here I am, getting eaten up by guilt.
“Are you okay?” Savannah asked me when she saw me watching Simone teach Stephen. He’s actually gotten better now. He has finished several good pots and is on his way to learn how to do more complicated pots.
I turned to Savannah and nodded with a weak smile. “Yeah,” I replied. “Why wouldn’t I be?” I know that she could see right through all the time but I hope now, she lets it go. I don’t have the courage to tell her about what happened between me and Stephen that Sunday afternoon. I am ashamed of what I did because that was extremely unnecessary.
