"Wow, is that what you think is happening here?" I whispered, given my voice had held back in my throat. He had pushed me to a limit I had never tended to cross with him. I felt the crammed tears working their way to my eyes. I felt every drip slipping freely; I couldn't hold them back. This is how he wanted to see me, so congratulation, he now knows he had gotten to me. "I can understand others when they say that, but you? I just didn't see it coming." I nodded along with a painful half-smile at his childishness.
"Ava, I didn't mean it." Impulsively, he reached for me, but I was too fast to withdraw from him.
His face contorted when I clarified, "Do not touch me."
"Ava, I didn't mean it." He repeated guiltily. He has his desperate gaze fixated on me. "I am sorry." He mumbled, scarcely
