Soh could tell that her friend was concerned, and though she desperately wanted to tell him the truth, her tongue felt like cotton in her mouth every time she tried to work up the courage. She'd been stupid and weak, and to admit that would mean that Tal would see her like that, too. So she sat in the uncomfortable silence, feeling fidgety and miserable, unable to meet Tal's gaze. After he finished speaking, she nodded, buying herself time by taking a sip of her tea. It was warm and flavorful, and Soh found herself comforted by the taste. Tal was being so patient with her. Perhaps it wouldn't hurt to tell him at least a little bit.
She set her tea cup aside and sighed, shifting into a more comfortable position in her chair. The rag she held over her eye had warmed, so she slowly folded that and placed it by the tea. "I just - I was so stupid," she admitted, tears swimming in her eyes. "I don't - I don't want you to -" She shook her head, her thoughts swimming together. It was likely a combination of the drugs Mateo had given her and the trauma, but suddenly it was as though she were watching herself from outside her body. But she looked up to meet Tal's eyes, hesitant and afraid, and whispered, "You'll hate me," in a small voice.
She set her tea cup aside and sighed, shifting into a more comfortable position in her chair. The rag she held over her eye had warmed, so she slowly folded that and placed it by the tea. "I just - I was so stupid," she admitted, tears swimming in her eyes. "I don't - I don't want you to -" She shook her head, her thoughts swimming together. It was likely a combination of the drugs Mateo had given her and the trauma, but suddenly it was as though she were watching herself from outside her body. But she looked up to meet Tal's eyes, hesitant and afraid, and whispered, "You'll hate me," in a small voice.
