"I'm sorry," he looked at me, confused. "I shouldn't have pushed you to tell me anything."
He stared at me for a moment, processing what I'd just said.
"Why?"
"What?" I was confused by how vague he was being. Why what? Harlan needs to start using complete sentences.
"Why are you apologizing when you're right?" he spoke like he was genuinely confused. "I'm keeping secrets from you, Maya. I'm lying, you know this."
"It doesn't matter anymore. You don't have to tell me if you don't want to, I.."
"No, I should," he said. "Violette told me I should a while ago." He took a deep breath. "I want to say these things to you, I do, but I can't." He looked away, embarrassed.
And I felt so bad. So bad because I was pushing him when he wasn't ready. So bad because I was selfish and only thought about myself without thinking of him or his reasons..
