Damek was supposedly going to a group meeting with some of his friends with the same job as him, but it didn’t end that way. He cancelled all of his appointments—he wanted to be alone, for the meantime.
He locked himself in his room and his questions overflowed. He couldn’t contain the unexplainable feeling that he was feeling after he and Jayda argued early in the morning.
“We were okay last night. What happened? Wasn’t she too harsh?” he asked to himself as he lied on his bed. His face was a kind of he was attending a funeral service.
“I just want to be friends with you,” Damek replied, face almost begging.
Jayda let out a sigh. “Thank you, but I’m really fine. I’m okay. Thank you for the concern, really. I have to go—”
Jayda was about to turn her back to him when Damek held her arm
