leaving footprints to remind us

"No, I was the one who--" Isla can't really finish her sentence before Remi is holding her close and she's pressing her face away into his shoulder, and whatever else she's about to say is muffled and lost. She doesn't really want to pull back away from him, fresh tears marking clean tracks on her cheeks as she gazes up at him. "And I love you too much to have been so closed off to you," she counters. "You're my best friend and I was unfair to you. I'm so sorry." Sniffing, she reaches up absently to wipe at the black smudge on his face. "I'll forgive you if you forgive me," she mumbles with a weak smile. "It... well, it's over now anyway. I broke things off with Cal. I just... couldn't, after what happened. It left a bad taste in my mouth." ISLA pray for me pray to me