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Wyatt: I followed her back to her office after dinner. Cain, Brandon, and Creed decided to find a room and lay down for a bit. Even as tired as I am, I can’t… I can’t waste another second I could spend with her. “I don’t know how to apologize, Macy… I have never had to. The only thing I know is that sorry doesn’t feel adequate.” Her eyes were glued to the multiple screens in front of her. Her fingers danced wildly across the keyboard, and I had lost hope in her forgiveness and or her even hearing me try. I went to stand; maybe she just needed space. She grabbed my arm, gripping me like one hard breath would blow me away from her. Then I realized she had heard every word and wanted me to stay. “Say something.” I barely got the words out because of feeling like she was about to run awa