John Armando - Guilty or Love

I was guilty. I shouldn't have done that to Clara either as an outlet or with the lust that was actually directed at her. I wasn't good at regulating my feelings and expressing them well. Because of my disgusting behavior, she kept avoiding me.

She hadn't come out of the room since yesterday, and I didn't know if she had shut herself in on purpose or escaped through the window.

I should have been able to behave appropriately. She came to this house at my request and took good care of me this morning. However, I messed things up.

"Clara... please open the door. Let me explain everything that happened," I said, but the other side of me didn't seem to accept that sentence. Explain? What else was I supposed to explain? As stupid as Clara was, she wasn't a teenager who could be easily lied to.