Chapter 42 Facade

• The sorrys came out like water from the sink the moment I felt guiltiness that triggered it. Conrad lowered himself to meet my gaze because I was taking my time avoiding his eyes. I felt horrible. The way his hands were scared and careful to hold me after I consistently neglected him for days felt like a needle prickling my heart.
• How could I have thought of fooling him when all he’s done since the moment we met was be nice and genuine to me? How could I have thought of lying to him, two-timing him, thinking it was okay because I would eventually leave Adler to freely love him?
• I was hypocrite. Selfish. Liar.