I walked into the restroom gently closing the door as I stood in front of the bathroom mirror. What are you doing Andrea? I whispered sadly.
I feel guilty for hiding the truth from him and even if he has no right to be mad at me it is still unfair that I haven't told him that Roy is alive.
We have already gotten close enough and there is no excuse I can give to justify my reason. What should I do to make this right because it's already too late now? I said in my heart as tears rolled down my eyes.
“Maybe I should just tell him the truth,” I whispered, quickly wagging my head. “I can't do that since it is possible that Jonathan might not mention it to him,” I muttered again but nothing was making this easier.
Telling the truth now will not make any difference so the best thing I can do
