I fought to hold back the tears that welled up in my eyes, but it was a losing battle. Why now? Why at this moment? Stepping back was a mistake; I accidentally knocked over something, creating a loud noise. Tyrone and the old man immediately turned towards me. Tyrone's expression resembled that of someone who had seen a ghost. I wiped away the tears even though I knew he could see them. Why did it hurt like that? He sacrificed so much for me. He paid for my mother's medical treatment. Should I be grateful? But I wasn't. Not entirely. I didn't ask him to do any of this. I didn't ask for his sacrifices. I only wanted him. No matter how difficult things got, I wanted him by my side. It should have been enough.
"Diane..." Tyrone reached out and touched my arm, causing me to halt in my attempt to walk away.
"What? You expect me to say something? You want me to be grateful?" I said sarcastically, laughing even as tears streamed down my face. I must be insane right now.