Aisha sat alone on her bed, holding her phone tightly.
The room was quiet, but her heart was loud. Every breath felt heavy. Outside, the wind moved the curtains slowly, like it was whispering secrets. Aisha closed her eyes and remembered the mistake she made. One wrong sentence. One moment of anger. That was enough to break everything.
She never wanted this silence.
Earlier, laughter filled her days. Now, only regret stayed with her. She looked at the clock again and again. Time was moving, but her life felt stuck. Her fingers hovered over the phone screen. She wanted to type "I'm sorry," but fear stopped her. What if the person never replied? What if forgiveness was impossible?
Suddenly, the phone screen lit up by itself because of low battery warning. Aisha felt scared. It felt like a sign. She stood up quickly and walked to the window. The night was dark, hiding many answers. Her eyes filled with tears. She whispered softly, "Please forgive me."
Aisha knew this was not just about words. It was about courage. She took a deep breath and made a decision. No matter what happens, she would say sorry from her heart. This night would change everything. The story of her apology had just begun.