JUNJIE(PART 1)
I'm an idiot.
That's the only explanation for my actions, and the look on Yiren's face earlier proves it. She was clearly expecting me to say something, anything, and instead, I just sat there like a mute, stewing in my own guilt. I could see the fear in her eyes as she begged me to help her sister, panicking right in front of me, and I… I couldn't find the words to console her.
She thinks so lowly of me now—thinking she had to go to that dangerous place instead of trusting me enough to come for help. Downtown, of all places. The thought of what could've happened, what almost did, makes my blood boil. She could've been killed.
And it's my fault.
But then again, why should she trust me? What have I ever done to show her that she could? I can't blame her for not giving me the benefit of the doubt. I've given her no reason to.
