Sohalia
Gods, but she felt bad. This was perhaps the worst she'd ever felt in her short life, and a large part of her wished desperately that she could take it back, that she could rewind a few moments and tell him, yes, yes, of course you can be mine, and I can be yours, and we can live happily ever after. But alas, that was not to be, and she knew that no matter how much it hurt, she was doing the right thing.
She just hadn't expected it to be so hard.
A lump rose in her throat as Koa processed what she'd said. She bit the inside of her cheek to keep from crying, hating herself for causing Koa's voice to go all tight and his smile to go all wrong. "I'm - I'm sorry, Koa, I didn't - I didn't want to hurt you," she babbled, grasping desperately for anything to say to salvage the situation. Saying 'it's not you, it's me,' seemed weak and ineffectual, and asking to stay friends seemed inappropriate, even if that was what she wanted more than anything. Tarak, belatedly realizing that there was something happening in the charged air between the two humans, sat up, cocking his head to one side in confusion.
"You're not -" she started, but bit her lip. He wasn't taking up her time, he didn't owe her an apology, this wasn't how she'd wanted this to go at all. Still, perhaps it would be better to just let him go. If their roles were reversed, she wouldn't want to stick around any longer than necessary. She took a deep breath. "I'm sorry," she said again.
She just hadn't expected it to be so hard.
A lump rose in her throat as Koa processed what she'd said. She bit the inside of her cheek to keep from crying, hating herself for causing Koa's voice to go all tight and his smile to go all wrong. "I'm - I'm sorry, Koa, I didn't - I didn't want to hurt you," she babbled, grasping desperately for anything to say to salvage the situation. Saying 'it's not you, it's me,' seemed weak and ineffectual, and asking to stay friends seemed inappropriate, even if that was what she wanted more than anything. Tarak, belatedly realizing that there was something happening in the charged air between the two humans, sat up, cocking his head to one side in confusion.
"You're not -" she started, but bit her lip. He wasn't taking up her time, he didn't owe her an apology, this wasn't how she'd wanted this to go at all. Still, perhaps it would be better to just let him go. If their roles were reversed, she wouldn't want to stick around any longer than necessary. She took a deep breath. "I'm sorry," she said again.
