"Did I do something wrong, Joel?" Jerlina held his shirt as she staggered a bit.
Jeremy held her arms and helped her balance. He didn't know if she was still drunk or she feels weak.
But with her wet clothes and hair sticking to her face, she looked like a frail little puppy that is shivering in the cold.
"Is that why the first thing you wanted to say was about you wanting to break up?" Jeremy hugged her close as he could see her choking up.
"I'm sorry..." he held her although she tried to struggle out. "I am sorry for hurting you like this..."
"Joel... You cannot get wet... Let go..." Jerlina carefully pushed his arm away.
Jeremy's eyes clouded.
Is she still trying to care for me? What can I do with her?
Why did I even say what I did? I broke her!
