ARIELLE'S POV
As I stepped out of the house, I was filled with a burning rage and had to summon every bit of patience in me to keep me calm. I didn't know what to do and neither did I want to keep him there..
I got out, exchanged greetings with him while he stared on like one who was about to be killed. His face looked so piteous and every part of me Wanted to ask if he was sick but I managed to keep mute.
"I'm sorry," he began, taking me aback. I was yet to understand why he was apologizing or what he did that warranted him to apologize to me. It was quite weird but not surprising.
"You're sorry for what? I'm lost here. Can you please make me understand?"
He paused for a few seconds, took a deep breath and then Stared at me. He began to recall all the happened last semester and how h
