"I am sincerely sorry."
"I am sincerely sorry."
His voice echoed around for hundreds of times. I couldn't still believe that he admitted he was wrong and even said sorry.
At first, I thought I was mistakenly heard someone's voice, but when he spoke it all over again. I was completely convinced by him.
His eyes were weary. I knew he was tired too, but there was something strange in him lately. And I don't want either to jump into conclusions without reliable proofs.
Jeez, what should I do?
I have to think another plan before it's too late. Like what he said, he had to do it before he could lose the chance forever.
Similar to his belief, I need to find a way to distract myself for the meantime. If I could find a temporary job, then my problem would be solved right away.
That's right! I must wake up early in the morning and look every corner of the city. I won't stop until I got the perfect job for the weekdays.
