Releasing a tear, I gave him a last pleading look and receiving no response in return, I looked down.
With a doleful heart, I got out of the car and left with a rejected explanation.
With anguish taking over me, I came to see Sarah who was sleeping. She was astonished to find me. Sniffling, I entered and took a seat.
“Sarah…” I called her in a broken tone.
“Saafia? What happened?” She panicked.
Holding my shoulder and giving me some water to regain my composure but the scar on my heart didn’t allow me to ease up.
“Dariel, Dariel, he forced me to come.. Because.. Because..”
Breaking into a sob, I told her everything painfully, regretting the second I took that wine glass, regretting when I let Sarah leave. Regretting each second of that night.
“I didn’t do anything. How could I m
