After Maria and I finally slept together, everything felt surreal. She was the first person I let in, and I thought it meant something. But now, seeing you upset, I'm lost. Was it a mistake? Did I mess up again? Maria's words echo in my mind, but yours... they sting differently. I want to explain, to make you understand, but the words won't come out right. Maybe I'm just not cut out for this.

"Why are you mad at me? I don't get it!?"