Chapter 100

Chapter 100

Norman

The apartment was too quiet after she left.

I sat on the couch and stared at nothing in particular. The television was still on, but I wasn’t watching it. The plates wer on the coffee table from dinner, and the basil she’d brought was sitting it, a glass of water on the counter because she ha found a vase and had done that instead without making a fuss about t

She hadn’t made a fuss about anything, actually. She’d come over with groceries and cooked and laughed and asked on simple question, and I had yelled at her like she’d done something unforgivable. She hadn’t even raised her voice back She’d just picked up her bag and left with her chin up, and I’d stood there and let her:

She didn’t deserve that. Any of it.

I rubbed my face with both hands and stayed like that for a moment. She had only been trying to understand me better That was all. And I had made her feel like that was something to be punished for.