I was staring at my door for almost five minutes. I repeated what Mommy said several times in my mind before she went out. I don't know if I should go out or just stay in my room. But I thought, the woman is innocent in everything. If anyone can be called a victim of what is happening, it is her.
I have no idea why she is here. Is it to threaten me? To make me look even more ashamed of what I did?
I took a deep breath and composed myself for a moment. Maybe I have to finish the mess I made, I have to apologize. After being satisfied with my appearance, I slowly moved to go out. Every step I take seems to squeeze my heart with the fact that I really made a mistake.
I immediately saw Agustine's fiancee sitting on the sofa when I got off. Our eyes met. Even though he didn't say anything, I could feel the anger and pain from her eyes. I sat on the one-seater couch that was on the side of where she was sitting when I finally got closer.
"I'm sorry," I murmured.