That made me pause, and all I could just do was stare at her. I opened my mouth to say something, but I felt like the right words wouldn't come out, so I closed it. I kept staring at her, at the tears in her eyes, the pain there, the look of being crushed.
When I opened my mouth again, the words that came out were, “Well, I don't hate you either.”
Shit!
What the f**k? That was the best I could come up with? She looked like she was fighting to keep herself together, and I decided to say something like that? Maybe I should leave and not worsen the situation even more, but my feet wouldn't move no matter how hard I wanted them to. They remained glued to the floor, and my eyes never left hers.
She said nothing, just kept staring at me. She looked like she didn't even mind those words, l
