Miles didn’t look at me, pulling his clothes away without a word.
Even now, he still hasn’t spoken to me.
“Miles, I’m sorry.”
“Miles, please forgive me?”
“Miles, just say something to me.”
I stared at the flood of read but unanswered messages on my phone.
Laughing self–mockingly:
“Really made him angry this time.”
“Damn it.”
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Just as I was wracking my brain trying to figure out how to apologize today,
A torrential downpour started.
As if signaling that Miles and I were really over.
Miles was born into a scholarly family and was taught from a young age:
Stay calm even if a mountain collapses before you.
So he always had a sullen face as a kid, barely speaking more than 5 sentences a day.
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His family was worried he’d get sick from keeping everything bottled up.
They were at their wits‘ end.
It was my grandpa who suggested a solution – have me, the little troublemaker, befriend
Miles.
Fight fire with fire.
After that, the Johnson and Young families became neighbors for 20 years.
And I watched Miles transform from the silent little iceberg into the snarky, teasing guy who bantered with me all day.
Though we bickered as we grew up,
I knew,
Miles always shielded me whenever anything big happened.
Without realizing it, I had gotten used to having Miles by my side.
But this time we’d fallen out, and I had to forcibly dig Miles out of my heart.
It hurt so much.
Even more than when Frank rejected me.
I couldn’t help it. I crouched down crying pathetically in the rain.
Repenting in the downpour.
Until a tilted umbrella shielded me from the storm.
I wiped away the rain and looked up.
Like a pitiful stray kitten.
Waiting for a kind person online.
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“Silly girl.” Miles furrowed his brows, stroking my wet head.
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“What if you catch a cold from the rain? Then you’ll have to beg me to take care of you again.”
I hurriedly buried myself in Miles‘ embrace, feeling his familiar warmth:
“I thought you never wanted to see me again!”
“I thought you’d never speak to me again!”
Miles silently took off his jacket and draped it over me:
“Let me take you home.”
I stopped in my tracks, my face scrunching up:
“Don’t you have anything to ask me?”
“Ask what?”
