C51 The Price of Apologies

I nodded, now not capable of recalling my voice. He lingered for a second longer, even though he was hoping I’d say something to save him; however, once I didn’t, he grew to be and left, the door last softly in the back of him.

I stood there for a long time, looking at the door, my mind racing with the whole lot that had simply come about. I had wanted this confrontation