5/16/2014

A Story A Day. Story 132 of 365: Apologies.

He could feel it in her attitude, she was not mad at him, she just didn't want to have anything to do with him anymore. He knew he had messed up, and he knew he should have reached out much sooner, but his pride didn't allow him. At first, he thought he hadn't done anything wrong, but in the end he realized he could have hurt her feelings, that it was him who broke the confidence that had slowly built up. And now, he felt he needed to apologize. It wouldn't be easy, he had never been good at it, and she was just so distant it was hard to find a moment alone with her. He tried all the strategies he had, all that had worked when she still talked to him, yet she managed to avoid him. He blamed himself for screwing everything up, but kept trying to find a breach to get into her heart.

She was mad, did he seriously think she would forget about everything? Did he really think that from one day to the other everything would be as it was before? Did he ever stop considering what she felt like? Did he ever see her attitude towards him? It was not like one could change that in a couple of hours. She hated that attitude, as if she were something in storage he could play with whenever he wanted. It infuriated her, she was no second option. If he though he could win her back, he was wrong. And she was about to prove him how wrong he was.

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