♤Chap: 8

I was lost in my own train of thoughts while drying my hair with a towel when a knock on the door pulled me back to the reality.

"Come in."

Ella poked her head in and found me standing near the bed. Passing a smile she walked towards where i stood. Pulling the towel down from my semi-wet dry hair, i gave her my full attention.

"I wanted to talk to you before we leave." She said, fidgeting in her place. Biting her lips in hesitation.

"Sure. Sit." I said, taking a seat on the bed, patting the space beside me.

She passed me a soft smile and sat down, looking down at her hands. I frowned at her behavior.

"What happened?" I asked, curiously

"I-i am sorry for hurting you, Monica. In a span of few months, you have become a really good friend of mine and i dont want to lose that. I know our reason is not valid for what we did to you but it was never our- especially my intention to hurt you. There is a reason we are gathered here and doing this shabby stuff. We are nice people though our actio