Emily's point of view
I didn't want Judy to see me in this state; weak and defeated; this was my lowest point. My pride has just being crushed and the last thing I needed was an old flame having sympathy for me.
Knowing he would be waiting for me in his car, I lowered my head and walked directly opposite from him. I was having a hard time controlling the tears blinding my eyes hence didn't see where I was going and bumped into someone.
"I'm so sorry," I apologized, not looking at the face of the person I hit; I don't want their pitiful gaze. Pity was what got me into this mess in the first place.
I wiped the tears from my eyes, moving out of the victim's way when I felt the person drag me back. How was he not satisfied with my apology?
"Look, I'm...." I glanced up and froze. It was Judy.
"You never change," He grumbled.
I tugged my hand from his grasp, planning to walk away from him but he blocked my path.
