"Honey, just give me one more chance, just this once, okay?"
"I'm not one to hold grudges, but I have to say this now, considering how I've always stood by you, forgive me this time..."
I sat there, quietly pondering.
Betty watched me, her face growing more fearful by the minute as she couldn't be sure what I was contemplating.
She had to reiterate, not as a threat based on past favors, but out of desperation to save our relationship.
"Give me a night to think about it..."
My mind was a mess, torn between agreeing and refusing, so all I could ask for was a night.
"Oh... okay..."
Betty's eyes dimmed upon hearing my words.
Though she didn't get the answer she hoped for, it was better than a flat rejection.
Clinging to that last shred of hope, she spoke softly, her voice tinged with a plea, though she tried to mask it with a forced smile.
It was already 9:30 PM.
Should I go back to the hotel or stay at home?