Mason had avoided Arya post their discussion at the café. He was angry, upset, sad with how things had turned out. What pained him more was his hopes being crushed. He never had a chance with Arya, and he never will as she liked someone else. Arya had pinged him sometime back, apologising. For what? Even he didn't know. Apologising for making him fall for her? Apologising for never being able to see him in a new light? Apologising for never being able to love him? He was getting frustrated by the second. He had loved her with all his heart and she had crushed it. Just yesterday, he was a happy man, looking forward to a new chapter in his life. And today? He didn't know what he was.
It was almost thirty past six and he felt it was safe to leave. He wanted to avoid running into Arya, afraid
