44. Hiding It All With Some Recalls

“I’m sorry.” he added, with an apologetic expression written all over his features. His brown orb eyes didn’t even flinch for a minute. And, that alone made me want to yell at myself for being stupid.

The instant he mentioned those words, his hands untangled from my shoulders. A gust of wind from the window, rushed past me from the window. It slapped my face, bringing me to reality.

I couldn’t bring myself to comprehend whatever Jackson had just uttered. It was something unexpected.

So unruly and hurtful.  

I would never had expected something like this from anyone, especially the fact that it was Jackson. It made me want to cry. Gawd, it did make me want to cry.

But the thing was, I didn’t know why I wanted to. My feelings made me really confused these days. And, nothing also made sense too, why?

“Y-You bastard,” I directed at him, almost at the verge of tears. But I wasn’t going to break down at the front of him. Mum always taugh