Lisa was nervous.
Hell, to refer to the maelstrom of feelings that was raging through her as nervous was inadequate.
She was more than nervous. Curtis's mother was flat out terrified.
Her son stared her down with eyes devoid of any sort of familiar emotion, and the coldness in his gaze broke Lisa's heart.
He was so aloof, so distant and Lisa knew that the chasm between them had grown wider than she realised.
Curtis, who used to be so close to her, was now incredibly angry and cold towards her like she was no more than a stranger.
Still, she had come here for a reason. And that reason was to apologise, to make things right between the both of them.
Lisa pushed past the lump in her throat before she spoke.
"I am sorry, Curtis. I am so sorry. I...I was wrong. Turns out that I had been wrong all along. I should have... trusted you. I shouldn't have called your words bluff. I...I apologise, from the bottom of my heart."
