DAHLIA
“No, I’m sorry for what I did to you. I’m sorry.” She cried on my shoulder, holding me tight as if she would never let go.
I let her hold me for as long as she wanted to.
“Do you forgive me?” She pulled back to ask.
Cradling both...
DAHLIA
“No, I’m sorry for what I did to you. I’m sorry.” She cried on my shoulder, holding me tight as if she would never let go.
I let her hold me for as long as she wanted to.
“Do you forgive me?” She pulled back to ask.
Cradling both...