My palms, they are sweating.
My mind, it is running in circles.
My love, I'm sorry. I lied.
"I'm pregnant, Jeon."
I watched as your eyes widen in shock.
I watched as you opened your mouth, only to close them afterwards.
I watched as our friendship fall to its knees.
I watched as you grabbed my hands carefully, not wanting to touch my stomach as if you'll harm what's inside.
If there was even someone inside.
"Its my fault that I was extremely drunk that night...I'm so, so sorry Corrine..."
Everything that you said was a blur to me.
Because if I listened closely, i'll hear the sadness in your voice.
I'll only take back my words.
And, in this situation, there's no backing out now.
"Don't apologize—"
Shouldn't I be the one to apologize?
"I...I'll marry you."
But I was selfish.
