C82 Back-up Plan
"IM SORRY, I know you're having a hard time..." he whispered to me as he freely smelled my hair.
Slowly, I tried to get up but quickly I realize how ditzy I was when I bite my lip to keep me from crying.
"I'm sorry, babe." He repeated, his hug with me even tighter.
He also kissed my hair and neck one after another. I want him to stop it, but I don't have enough power to do that