Chapter One Hundred and Seven

SIENNA

I tried to get the words to come out but for some reason, I was unable to. I didn't know what I was supposed to do next. His gaze was still on me and the hurt was evident in his eyes, and I was almost positive that the hurt in his eyes was there to hurt me. It had to be.

“I'm sorry.”

My voice was so low that it could almost be considered as a whisper. I wanted to tell him that it wasn't my intention to hurt him but at the back of my head, I knew that would be plain stupid because even if I was making that claim, I was already doing it. I was already hurting him.

I was very conscious of the tears that stung my eyes. Even when he turned around to walk away, I couldn't go after him. For some reason, I was still transfixed in a spot, staring into the empty space after he had gone. There was a possibility that he was never going to see me the same way. Perhaps this was the part where our friendship crashed to the point of no return and this time, there was no possible way that I co