Her hand jolted out to stop him from reaching the brake, nearly smacking him away. But Danielle managed to control the reflex and instead just grabbed hold of Donovan's wrist before dropping it immediately. It would be much easier to just let him go and never see him again, but...she did want to be his friend again, now that she was back home it was much harder to ignore that Donovan had been a very important part of her life, and now that he was right here Danielle wished she could manage to say something other than a sorry excuse as to why she hadn't contacted him.
But he was angry at her! And she knew he would be! So why had he---Danielle had to stop playing herself. He wasn't only mad about her not contacting him, though she should have, though really she'd barely told anyone that she was back outside of Allison and---He shouldn't feel that left out and----Danielle put a hand to her head and shut her eyes.
"I don't know what you want me to say, Donovan!" she let out, not loudly, but in a frustrated tone that indicated she really did want him to accept her apology. To her, there was nothing she could say that could mend the pain she'd obviously put him through five years ago, so why try and say anything? It could only make things worse, they were never going to get better. He was never going to love her again, and she didn't know if she wanted him to. "I can't change anything, so I---I don't know what to say."
It sounded so lame, everything that came out of her mouth sounded so lame and ridiculous. Danielle dropped her hands to her side, ready for him to reach for the brake again and let him start the lift. She didn't want him to hate her, and he did--there were so many things that she could have done to prevent it, but seeing Donovan now made Danielle realize how much it really had hurt to leave him behind.
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