Living In A Single Room (4)

As his words slowly settled inside the folds of her mind, she found herself at a loss. She didn't know how to reply to him. More specifically, she didn't know how to apologize for being the way she was. 

She knew how hard it was for him to juggle between the two things while keeping himself sane. It was no easy task, and she knew it too well. She had seen him struggling through his life.

"I am sorry." She apologized to him without wasting another second. She should at least be thankful to him at the least. He could have left her back at the mansion while he roamed through the streets of Stockholm, enjoying himself. 

But there he was, acting as her driver just so he could show the city around. It should have been more than enough for her, yet she was being too demanding.