Maria's POV
"I-I-" Connor stammered as he quickly turned around, but it took him some time before turning, like he froze a bit in his tracks.
I coughed out loud as I quickly bent to pick up the broken mug. All the while, I did so, Connor was standing with his back turned against me.
I thought he had gone to work; I didn't know I'd bump into him here, and he both frightened and shocked me.
"Good morning," he said, and I gulped. He was still standing in the same position, his back turned against me.
"Good... Morning," I stuttered back in response. I was just confused and didn't know what to say at first, hesitating.
A lot of things crossed my mind as I thought about last night and the discussion we had. I didn't want to be nice to him last night, but then, I felt bad about him losing s
