For a moment, Rafael could do nothing but stare, completely taken aback by Marco's unexpected apology. The words hung in the air between them, surreal in their rarity.
Marco, the man who rarely admitted fault, was standing there, apologizing to him. It was something Rafael had never imagined, and it left him momentarily speechless.
"Are you okay?" Marco asked after a few moments of awkward silence. He had been looking at Rafael expectantly, but Rafael had neither spoken nor moved.
"Ah…" Marco's question finally snapped Rafael out of his daze, making him realize the awkwardness of the situation.
"I—am…" he stuttered, trying to collect himself. "And thank you for… ermm… apologizing, though you didn't need to. I was the one who crossed the line."
"Okay," Marco nodded, his expression neutral.
