Meeting Her Again

(Camilla’s POV) “Come on, Camilla,” Kalel says, his voice laced with a playful urgency. “Becky misses you. You should see her face light up whenever she mentions your name.” I glance at him, his eyes twinkling with a mischievous glint. He’s leaning against the counter, a mug of steaming coffee in his hand, his gaze fixed on me. He knows I’m hesitant. He knows I’m still grappling with the guilt of leaving Becky behind, of not saying a proper goodbye. Whatever happened in the past really clicked a button in me that's why I wasn't really thinking right. It's also the reason why I wasn't able to see Becky before I left. I felt so guilty that I didn't even dare to call her after that. I thought I didn't deserve a chance to explain my side. Maybe, I am really just the problem. “I know, Kalel,” I say, my voice barely a whisper. “But I’m not sure I’m ready to go back yet.” He sighs, his shoulders slumping slightly. “Camilla, it’s just a visit. It’s not like you’re moving back permanently.” The