After a brief stalemate, his expression slightly changed, "Alright, let's eat." With those words, he returned to his seat.
I lowered my head, secretly relaxing, but suddenly felt particularly guilty and vaguely sad inside.
I didn't have the courage to look up at him. After a moment of silence, I said in a muffled voice, "I'm sorry, I know you're doing this for my good, but right now..."
Right now, I can't handle his kindness, nor do I deserve it.
But these words, I don't know how to say them.
Fortunately, he understood my thoughts.
He gently said, "I should be the one saying sorry. I was a bit impulsive earlier and overstepped my boundaries."
Daniel actually apologized to me!
Startled, I quickly looked up, "No, no, it's not your fault. You've been great, helping me with so much."
Suddenly, we became polite with each other, and our relationship instantly felt more distant.
Yet inside, I felt a bit more at ease.
