Brent chuckled slightly to himself, “And what am I to do?”

I bit my lip as I thought, “We could go away…together.”

“As great as that sounds Jamie, it’ll kind of make me look more guilty now wouldn’t it?”

“I guess so. I just don’t want you getting hurt.”

“The same is meant to me,” He lightly touched the welt of mine with his fingertips, “But it looks like I fail in that category.”

I placed my hand on top of his, “Never have you failed at that.”

His smile was filled with melancholy, “I disagree.”

The sound of sirens then resonated, “I think you better go.”

“Okay, but I’m going to be sitting right here.” I pointed to my own balconey, “I want to see what happens.”

“Alright.”