Thanks be to EBT.
It's quiet for a few minutes. Only a couple of cars drive by while we're sitting there, but they're enough of a distraction until I'm able to get myself together.
"So, what now?" I ask.
It's a silly question, though, because there's so much that needs to be said and done. You and I haven't really gotten to the bottom of things, but Bella's leaving was a catalyst.
It's also too much to take in today.
"I don't know," you sigh. "I thought about going after her and making this grand gesture of it all. Sleeping outside of wherever it is she's staying at now, begging for forgiveness. I just want to talk to her. I just want to tell her I'm sorry and know she believes I'm telling her the truth when I say it. But I can't."