Ally’s POV
I let him go then. Maybe he needed some space from me. Maybe he needed to calm himself down a bit. Or maybe, just maybe, he is not angry with me but there is something else in his mind that is bothering him. Though I wanted it to be the last one, but even I could not believe in the truthiness of that thought because chances of that happening were most likely zero.
I tried to maintain a cool persona. Although I was drowning in the sea of my own sorrow, I still tried to see something positive, something, anything that would move my head away from the justifiability of my actions. I couldn’t judge if my actions were right or wrong, all that my heart kept reminding me was that because of me someone had gotten badly hurt and it was my responsibly to at least make them feel a bit b
