Gina

the way she looked at me, or rather, the manner in which she pointedly looked away, made me feel as though I had become Shiva, Destroyer of Worlds. It was as if she regarded the level of pain and destruction I had wrought as at once both impossible to ignore, yet wholly inappropriate to acknowledge. I thought of apologizing for this emotional massacre I have created, for being the polar opposite of what you wished, but I’ve realized all of this has nothing to do with you, and I owe you nothing.