How can my heart be disappointed it wasn't Mr. Pompous?I took a deep breath and refreshed my brain, recalling I hated him now."Hey, I didn't want to disturb your sleep," Dale told me and then sat at the side of my bed.I moved my legs so I don't stain his white shirt with them' before dragging my butt to a sitting position."Dale..?" I mumbled even though I recognized him well.I just wasn't expecting to wake up and find him in my room.He licked his lower lip and nodded, "Miss Sofia, it's been a while"I forced a smile and nodded."I've not been around. I should have come earlier" Dale said to me and my brows furrowed."You don't have to" I responded to him.I don't know but this conversation was becoming awkward.He said it like it was a responsibility."You said yourself, Sofia. I got you into this, you're in it because of me""Are you taking responsibility now?" I demanded looking and his calm face.He shrugged and answered, "I guess so but still, I cannot help you leave, Sofia.
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