Mary looked back once the door was opened. She couldn’t help it. The look on Johnny’s face almost killed her resolve to give the situation breathing room. The tears had silently streaked her cheeks. She couldn’t help but wonder why she’d let this get so far off the rails. Would it have been so hard to just kiss him back and hope for the best? She took a deep breath.
“I’ll be back tomorrow,” she promised. "I just... I need a little time."
The time to think had as much to do with what was going on with her parents as with Johnny. And maybe she was scared that he wasn't actually ready. That he'd wake up tomorrow and realize he wasn't actually ready.
With that, she let herself out the door and closed it behind herself before she could change her mind.