"If only I had known who were they, I had told you by now. I'm sorry to be a disappointment. Sorry that I ruined your evening. As much I wanted to enjoy it didn't turn out that great for me..." I look at him and moved closer. "You know what? You can vent your anger on me instead of the things around this room. It will be much satisfying and even a life lesson for me." He didn't even twitch as he looked at me.
"Come on. Beat me! Raise your hand on me!" I took his hand and tried to slap my face but he resisted in allowing me to do that.
"I guess, it won't really help you."
I was turning into emotional mush. All my regrets were arising and making me talk. Tears were also at the brink of my eyes. I wasn't crying because of him. I was crying because I missed my family. After all, I had made a poor decision to search for him.
