I practically ran out of the office. I rested my back against the door once I was outside. I clenched my fist and groaned loudly. I hated him so much. I hated that he got to me. I hated that I liked that kiss. I hated that I couldn't do anything to defend myself. Why are things so hard for me? Why was I brought into this world to suffer? Why do I need to come across people like him? I don't know how long I stayed outside the office, but I needed it badly.
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*_NICHOLAS_*
I think I went out of line. Maybe I shouldn't have kissed her. I should have left her alone. Now I feel bad that I made her feel so angry. What's wrong with me? Why did I kiss her? I thought the kiss might help ease her thoughts. When I saw her deep in thought in the car, I didn't know what to do to calm her down. I thought the kiss would help. I thought she liked me. Wait, she doesn't? But I thought she liked me. Maybe I'm reading too much into it. Maybe I should take it easy.