2025-04-20 01:01:24"Was I too harsh on him?"
Leah sat by her bedroom window, staring at the stars overhead, her heart heavy with doubt. It wasn’t that she wanted to slap him. She just needed him to understand how deeply she hated the way he had acted.
But now, ten days had passed.
No word from Marvel. Not a single call. Not even a text.
He hadn't even tried sneaking into her house to see her like he used to.
Every time they had a fight, no matter how big or small, he was always the first to apologize.
If they fought during the day, he'd show up that night with a cake—"Sorry" written in frosting.
If they fought at night, she'd wake up to find a bouquet hanging outside her window, and there he'd be, waiting on his motorcycle.
But this time? Nothing.
Not even a hint of remorse.
Leah had considered going to him first. She was still angry—hurt, really. Especially because Marvel didn’t seem the least bit sorry.
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