I just sat there gasping for breath as I stare down into the calm water of the pond, my reflection staring back at me in a panic. Water drips from my face hitting the pond, causing a small ripple effect. It was all too much to take in. And I didn’t know where exactly to start processing it all.
“Are you okay?” Hazel asks me gently.
I slowly look over to her, seeing her face in a mask of sorrow and concern. I couldn’t help but stare at her, knowing what I now knew. For a long period of time we were both quiet, her eyes shifting away from me to look down at her hands that were clasped in her lap.
Tears well up in my eyes as I continue to look at her. “I’m sorry.” I whisper.
Her eyes jerk up at me in confusion. “Why are you apologizing?”
Straightening up, I turn to her. “I’m sorry that I
