Reckless

It's funny how we ask for forgiveness. It is not until we have screwed up that we ask. When do you know you have gone too far? Is it ever too late to say "I'm sorry"?
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She was pissed. That was an understatement. She was livid. Anger and hurt could not begin to explain what she felt in that moment. Yet, all he could do was stand in front of her. Not saying a word. Giving up, she argued, "Are you just gonna stand there and not say anything?" He glanced up and stared at her eyes searching. His eyes took in everything as a new light sparked in front of him. Frustrated, she exclaimed sadly, "What? How could you?" "How could you do that," she cried as she viciously poked him in the chest, "to me? Do you not care?" He continued to stare at her. "Of course, you are pathetic," she rolled her eyes as tears streaked down her face. She interrogated, "Do you have nothing to say? You were with HER! Answer me!"
It seemed as if time stopped as they desperately took in one another. Exasperatedly, he drew in a deep breath before calmly replying, "May 25th at precisely 6:15 pm at Rose's." Turning, he left as she began to shake as she realized that he knew. Silently reaching out with her hand and clamping it over her mouth, she wished she could turn back the clock and change her decision. She dreaded it since that day, and now it was over.