Apologizing?
The word bounced around my mind like a stone skipping over water, stirring ripples that I couldn't quite follow. My thoughts were jagged, fragmented, and no matter how hard I tried to piece them together, the edges refused to fit. Apologizing… to who?
Alot of people came to mind at the thought.
My parents? Isla? Sarah? Or… Alex?
Alex.
He is also...gone.
I sucked in a sharp breath, trying to swallow back the tears threatening to spill. Don't cry! I told myself but the knot in my throat burned, and every time I blinked, the sting behind my eyes grew worse.
