I walked outside, to the lobby, and then to the library’s small garden. Some visitors sat on the available chairs, enjoying the cool shades from many trees and the many flowers’ fragrances. I sat on a chair, followed by Kenneth.
“So, what do you want to say?”
“Helena, please, don’t be like this.”
“What?! We have nothing between us. You came in the middle of my work hour. Should I smile and pretend nothing happened?”
“I want to apologize.”
I folded my arms in front of my chest and sighed. “Apology accepted. Now, go home.”