As her cold eyes pierced through me, mine started to well with tears. For a few minuets we just sat in silence, staring at eachother. With the glare she is giving me she could burn holes into my head. Looking into her eyes made me see how much I really hurt her. There were no tears but there was pain and sorrow. “How could you do this,” she asked me. I thought for a moment thinking of the right words to say. “Lizzy, I'm not quite sure why I did this. I wasnt thinking.” I bowed my head looking at my lap. Lizzy sighed and then let out a groan. “This isnt what I wanted. I'm not even mad you know.” I nodded my head showing her that I understood, because on some level I did. “You feel bad. I can see it in the way you talk and the way you look,”
