Rowland….
All through my drive home, I couldn't stop replaying the event of the night in my head. Rebecca words haunted me so much so that it felt like a cutlery was slowly dicing my heart.
I had gone to her house with the sole purpose of apologizing for all my wrongs and finding a way to make up for it. Even though she wasn't saying it, I could tell she was still badly hurt from my past actions, I could feel it in her voice. I so much wanted to assure her that i would never again hurt her.
But she had turned me away.
Even though it hurts so much, I also understood the fact that she needed time to process all that had happened that night.
I mean the bastard really outdid him in trying to persuade Rebecca to accept him, I could tell there were moment Rebecca felt, the evening was re
