Chapter 57 Interferring Past

• Beating the beans of coffee with a spoon, the sound echoing in the mug, I found myself pondering over something that had lost its true meaning to me years ago. Breaking those oaths, promises, and limits I had set for myself, I began treading a path I once loathed in the earlier period of my life.
• My mind kept drifting back to a moment neither of us wanted, yet both of us found ourselves drawn to.
• "I'm sorry," his voice echoed in my ears, leaving me gaping at him. Was he even in his senses? Why was he apologizing to me? For kissing me? But why?