~Fight~
The apartment was eerily silent, and even Cat did not move. Holly and Paul stood on opposite sides of the room, facing away from each other. Try as she might,
Holly was unable to get the horrible things they'd said to one another out of her mind. What if Paul no longer loved her? He had every right to hate her, but she
simply couldn't bear the thought. She was dangerously close to breaking down in tears once again when she felt Paul's arms around her.
"I'm sorry, Holly."
She turned in his embrace. "I'm sorry too."
"I hate it when we fight."
She kissed him softly. "I hate it, too."