"I'm sorry, I left my stuff here." Taking my belongings back, I tried to offer a small smile, but there wasn't a clear way out of the internal conflict I had found myself in.
When I returned to his office, he gestured for me to take a seat, which I did. It seemed like he wanted to simply forget everything about the Feller assault, and I was more than willing to support that. My imagination had gone wild because of it, and right now, I couldn't feel more awkward sharing the same space as him.
I'm just really sorry, Xav. I thought as I checked the notes I brought, unable to even look him in the eye. I had never even imagined holding hands with anyone before in my life. Imagining a kiss with him, only minutes after he was forcefully kissed by someone else, made me feel no better than the assailant herself.
However, that wasn't the main reason why I felt so sorry about it.
