I thought I was going to throw up as Nora pushed open the door to Mr.Sharp’s office. I didn’t know what to expect - I was in the wrong, and I was scared that she would never accept my apology if I tried to tell her I regretted what I had done.
She looked silently at the floor and shied away from me, and it made my stomach drop because I had expected her to just be Nora, but she wasn’t brash and angry and spoiled. She actually looked kind of scared.
I wasn’t supposed to be the one who made other people feel afraid.
I sobbed again, and Mr.Sharp asked Nora to sit in the chair next to me.
She scooted her chair further away from me and twisted her hands in her lap as she chewed on her bottom lip.
I didn’t see her cheek. I didn’t know if there was any physical reminder of what I had done wr
