Oh Henry, you really messed with me, you messed with my mind.
"If you haven't regretted it by now," I looked towards the road, "you won't regret it later on."
"I regret it already," this time he was facing me.
"It doesn't seem like it." My eyes were already tearing up.
"But I do." I wanted to trust him, but I didn't know if I should.
"Look Henry, just tell me the truth." I sighed deeply. "If you want me to believe your words. That's the only way you won't lose me."
He didn't say anything else, he just seemed lost.
After a few minutes, we arrived home. He parked and I got out first, hearing his footsteps right behind mine.
As soon as I entered, Sandra came to greet me.
"How are you, my girl?"
"I'm fine." I sighed deeply.
"I've made lasagna for you, can you eat now?"
"I told you
