CARLOTTA
I walking into the room, I saw she was still busy with the laundry, I stood a little bit further away from her, unsure of how to go about he apology. I really hurt her, she must have had it difficult when she was alone out there.
I understand what it means for one to have a phobia, it can be very depressing at times. She would've have been this annoyed with me if I hadn't promised her to always eat with her. I monstered up courage, then went ahead with my apology.
“Sara,” I called out.
“Let me be Carlotta,” she said, not looking back.
“I got something for you,” I said, trying to kick start the apology.
“I don't need anything.”
“Okay fine, I'm very sorry Sara, I just couldn't help it when Kia offered to take me out to eat lunch.”
“That's fine.”
“Sara. My love, I'm really
