I had no clue how to explain this to Amber Skye.
I couldn't just tell her that the guy who spoke during the day wasn't really me, could I?
Amber would never buy that story.
"Damn it, Saron!" I cursed under my breath.
But the damage was done. I had to deal with it now.
So I steeled myself and walked toward Amber.
The closer we got, the thicker the tension became.
Amber couldn't meet my eyes, her head down, her whole body shaking a little.
I sat on the bed and stayed quiet for a while.
"Well..."
Finally, I broke the silence.
"Sorry about what happened today," I said, scratching my head.
Amber spoke softly, "It's... it's okay. I don't mind..."
My face went dark, and I rushed to explain, "I was just messing around earlier... Don't read into it."
Amber's face went blank, and hurt flickered in her eyes.
"Is... is it because I'm ugly?" she asked, forcing herself to be brave.
"No, no, no," I said quickly, waving my hands.
