“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”
A chuckle emanated over the line. “Don’t be sorry. It’s my fault to be so pushy.”
I paced inside my bedroom with my cellphone pressed to my ear, biting my nails. “No, it’s my fault. I’m so sorry for being so mean.”
“You weren’t mean,” Autumn said, her voice understanding. “Whenever you finish exams, you’re usually really low on energy. So don’t apologize.”
But I felt bad. Her expression kept replaying in my head over and over again. My attitude towards her was so rude when she didn’t even do anything wrong. I was the problem. Just to protect myself. Just because I was angry at Nicholas.
“No. I hurt you so I will apologize. You don’t have to lie to make me feel better, Autumn.”
There was a heavy silence before she said softly, “Is it okay to tell a friend ab
