

maybe in another universe


"I'm sorry for everything," he texted, his fingers shaking slightly. It was December 22, around 9 pm. "Tell me everything you're sorry for," she replied, needing clarity. "Sorry for ghosting you, for hooking up with you but not dating you afterward, and for being rude." "Okay, but why did you ghost me? And why were you so rude?" "I was mad at myself," he admitted. "Why?" She questioned. "Because I