It wouldn't be a lie if I said this was my second time reading Miller's text. I couldn't read it well because I was in Raphael's apartment. I don't want him to know that I got a text from Miller, the reason behind our argument.
My eyes were glued to the screen of my phone as I read it line for line, word for word, processing every detail of the message.
"Hey Amelia, I'm so sorry for our argument earlier and, most especially, for confusing you with my words and actions. That was never my intention with you, and it hurts me to think that I've caused you frustration and uncertainty.”
Finally, he agreed with the fact that his words and actions had caused confusion for me. I don't know if I should be sad or happy that he finally acknowledged it himself.
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