Difficult morning
"I try to move, say something that will make Alexis stay and that Harry won't take offense. Of course, Alexis is my friend first and foremost, and more so because he didn't leave like I read in that stupid message.
"Can I come in?" he asks. "Here, I want to give you this bouquet of flowers and tell you to forgive me." His gaze is both sad and happy.
"Forgive you?" He can't say that to me, nor should he be joking around. My heart races at the sight of him, and I want to cry because he hasn't abandoned me.
"i***t, I thought you had left like you said," I give him a small smile.
"I want you to forgive me," he lowers his gaze. "I'm too sorry, and all I want is for you not to think I'm a crazy person who doesn't know what he wants." He extends the bouquet of roses and
