Chapter 60 Sasha

• A walk under the stars doesn't bring me clarity. It's a spontaneous decision, one made from a desperate need to recalibrate my emotions. I don't have a jacket on, and the night air scrapes over my skin, worming into my bones. It's awful, but it's still not enough to distract me from the chaos in my soul.
• I should have apologized sooner. Or more enthusiastically. Regrets are useless. I can't escape them. The memory of her face, the way she shrank on the stairs, sends shame coursing through my soul. I kick the gravel on the path aimlessly as I wander through the grounds. I don't watch where I'm going because it doesn't matter.
• The only place I want to be is at her side.