Her Return, His Regret
“You can say whatever's on your mind, you know.”
I hesitate, then go for it. “I'm just…. worried about him and how he's faring,”
“I'm worried sick too,”
“Then find time and talk to him,”
“As if he doesn't hate me enough.”
I exhale slowly, my eyes on him.
“That’s the thing, you both share same thoughts,”
Soren raises an eyebrow.
“Cameron won't talk to you because somehow he thinks you hate him and vice versa,”
“I don't hate him,”
“He doesn't know that,” I cut in.