Serena's pov.
"Martin, I'm sorry," I said to him, looking him directly in the eyes.
"Huh?" He looked away, avoiding eye contact with me.
"I shouldn't have led you on last night if I knew I didn't want to go all the way down with you and I'm sorry.
I enjoyed everything that we did, and I want you to know that I didn't mean to bruise your ego by my actions last night."
He looked at me with bewilderment, his eyes asking many questions. I wondered what was on his mind and waited for him to speak to me.
To ask me the many questions that plagued him. When he finally spoke, he asked, "Are you okay?"
It was not the question I had been expecting. I thought he was going to ask me why I acted the way I did, or why I decided to apologize.
His question had come to me, unexpectedly. I gave a s
