"First of all, I want you to know that I am terribly sorry about all of this," Tom began, his voice filled with genuine remorse. "I really didn't expect this to turn out this way. I genuinely thought you were into it, and if there was any doubt in my mind that you weren't, I never would have let things progress to where they did today."
He paused, looking at me earnestly, hoping for some understanding. I could only manage a tight-lipped smile in response, unsure of how to process everything that had transpired. The memories of yesterday floated hazily in my mind, fragmented and unclear.
"Yesterday, I remember telling you to take it easy on the drinks," Tom continued, his tone softening as he recounted the events. "And later, as we were leaving, you passed by the dance floor and suddenly
