Was that seriously all she could think about? Granted, she was sort of thinking of his death. Aside from that, all of her focus was on herself. “It’s nice you wanna learn from your mistakes, but stop thinking about yourself.”
What were relaxed, open hands were now clenched fists upon his desk. Only after turning away from Rebecca.
“Don’t get me wrong, I appreciate the apology. But quit throwing a pity party already.”
“I wasn’t thinking about myself. I was thinking of the people who could and did get hurt by me being stupid.”
It was clear enough to her that he hated her, or at the very least disliked her. Rebecca wanted nothing more than to get out of his way right now so he wouldn’t have to deal with her.
“I’ll get out of your way now, that’s all.”
She didn’t even have the mental energy to get irritated at the ‘pity party’ bit, She genuinely didn’t see how this could’ve been interpreted as a pity party, she wanted to improve herself so this never happened again, so no one else got hurt because of her stupidity ever again.
She hadn’t locked herself in her room to cry and sulk with her violin like when Papa died. She actively wanted to improve herself.
She got to her feet again and started towards the door, intending to leave and get out of his way.
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