Jayla

He apologized, and he gave an explanation. I should be satisfied and I should forgive him because his explanation sounds valid enough, but for some reason, I just can't bring myself to do that. Something in me isn't ready to forgive him yet and somewhere in my heart I know I can forgive him, but I can't forget. I can never forget how belittled and hurt I felt.

I take my hand out of his grip and disentangle our fingers. I put my hands on my lap and start fiddling with ...