"Hey. What exactly are you doing all the way back here? Who are you, exactly?" When I turn around to see who it is, I see that it's the drummer for the band.
I try to ignore the tormented sounds that are trying to escape from my throat and I succeed only sometimes. I am to blame for this. I messed up, and now I have to pay the price for it.
I show the guitar case to him by holding it up to the light. "This item is Miss Stephens's responsibility. I'd really appreciate it if you could hand it to her. And then there was the rose."
"The name Martin. Cool." He takes both of them from me and then asks, "Is there anything I need to tell her?"
Yes. Please convey to her how much love I have for her and how sorry I am that I had to let her go. "Just tell her that I had a good time watching the s
