ι waѕ ѕo тιred.
ι dιdn'т even тнιnĸ aвoυт wнo ι woυld
вe мeeтιng once
ι тooĸ тнoѕe pιllѕ.
ι waѕ jυѕт ѕo тιred
вυт мy eyeѕ woυldn'т ѕтιcĸ.
ғorced eхнaυѕтιon.
ι plopped мy нead and cloѕed мy eyeѕ.
one
тwo
тнree
ғoυr.
ι opened мy eyeѕ once agaιn
тo ѕee ĸyo-мoon
gιvιng мe a ѕad ѕмιle.
ѕιlence waѕ all тнaт caмe oυт
oғ тнιѕ. . . .
encoυnтer.
ι pυrѕed мy lιpѕ.
"are yoυ alrιgнт?" нe aѕĸed.
мy eyeѕ wιdened
aѕ ι ѕqυeezed мy arмѕ.
aм ι really alrιgнт?
"ι don'т wanт тo тalĸ aвoυт ιт. " ι
мυrмυred.
нe nodded нιѕ
нead ѕyмpaтнeтιcally.
"ι'м ѕorry. " нe ѕaιd.
нιѕ wordѕ мade мe ғeel
gυιlтy all oғ a ѕυdden.
wнy waѕ нe ѕorry?
waѕ нe conтrollιng
мy parenтѕ
ιnтo тнιnĸιng ιт waѕ alrιgнт тo
нιт тнeιr only ѕon?
"ι'м ѕorry aѕ well. " ι ѕay ѕlowly.
"ғor ѕтιcĸιng noѕe
ιnтo yoυr perѕonal нιѕтory. "
нe ѕмιled вυт ι'м a мore ғrιendly
мanner.
"тнere'ѕ no need ғor an apology. "
нe ѕмιled.
тнe door popped υp oυт oғ nowнere
wιтн тнe ѕaмe ĸey.
"well ιт'ѕ тιмe ғor yoυ тo leave. "
нιѕ ѕмιled cυrled ѕlιgнтly
ιnтo a ғrown вυт
нe qυιcĸly readjυѕтed ιт.
ι waved goodвye and opened тнe door.
ι waѕ вacĸ ιn мy вland rooм
ιn ιn мy old and υncoмғorтaвle
вed.
'no need тo apologιze.'
ιѕ wнaт нe ѕaιd.
тнen wнy dιd нe ѕay
ѕorry ғor ѕoмeтнιng нe
never dιd?
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