Thomas scrambled back onto the far side of his head and over, standing with the expanse between them. He put a hand up to his face, his eyes a mixture of shock and anger.
What did she have to do with this?
"I know, I'm a bloody terrible person, and I ruined both of our lives. Thanks so much for asking the physical injury to the rest of it, it really helped!" For all his bravado, the anger faded almost as quickly as the sting of the slap, and raw pain eclipsed everything else in his expression.
"I don't know how I can fix this or do anything different, Mel. I'm sorry!"