C65 Regret

Alex's point of view

Switching it off, I poured the coffee into mugs. This might be the 100th coffee. The day, the week, everything was so long and tiring. I carried the tray with so many things in my mind.

"What was my mistake?" Mira asked, breaking my thoughts. She is still on the phone.

"I said, don't answer to anyone. No one is important now