[Declan]
I watched as Avira stormed off into Dylan's bathroom, after crashing the table and the food she was supposed to eat.
The first time I saw her, I knew she would be a hard one but never did I envision that she would have so much temper.
For days, I have tried to apologize, and it was all to no avail as Avira would not even listen to me, or say anything else. She was right to not forgive me easily or ever but I wouldn't give up asking, or even stop trying.
I waited a long time for her with my eyes fixed on the bathroom door which was shut. She must hate me, I thought in my head. I deserve it, and even more, I added, and heaved heavily.
The possibility that she might never forgive me laid heavily on my chest, and made me feel nothing but dread. With each passing day, my feelings for her increased, and all I wanted was to bond with her.
