The door to Mark's room opened, and I stood on the threshold, barely daring to step in. The rest I could handle but his room…. There were so many memories, and they were a constant reminder of how badly things had gone wrong. He entered the room and immediately my mind began recollecting all the times when a similar picture had formed before my eyes. Mark and I were doing homework together, Mark bringing me to his parents' for the first time, Mark and I were getting drunk and stumbling in together, spending nights at his house, waking up to see his gorgeous face inches from mine. It tore at me how I had made such a hasty decision without sparing a second thought to this guy who had loved me with all his heart.
“Ami…” Mark said softly, and I snapped out of my memory lane. He was looking a
