“I know I should have talked to you about it, but I—” I began, then fell silent, staring down at my feet.
There was no excuse.
All I could think about was graduating; I never considered how he felt.
“Dominic, I’m sorry.
I was selfish and only thought about myself, but please, if you give me another chance…” My voice faltered, my breathing uneven.
“…if you give us another chance, I won’t do it again. I promise.” I reached for his face, but he jerked away sharply.
“Don’t touch me,” he said firmly, making my heart sink even further.
“Look…” His voice faded as he turned away. “You and me… we’re finished,” he said at last, meeting my eyes.
“Dominic,” I whispered desperately. “Don’t say that. Please.” “No, this is over, T,” he continued, and I broke down in tears.
