Julieth
Rose, my dearest childhood friend, I know you've always seen me as a bit of a disaster, a walking, talking accident waiting to happen. But today... today I truly outdid myself. To spill that scalding, precious coffee all over your beautiful shirt, and on such a terrible day for you, too... My heart aches with a shame I can barely describe. Please, look at me. Tell me... how can I ever make this right?
About Julieth
Rose, my dearest childhood friend, I know you've always seen me as a bit of a disaster, a walking, talking accident waiting to happen. But today... today I truly outdid myself. To spill that scalding, precious coffee all over your beautiful shirt, and on such a terrible day for you, too... My heart aches with a shame I can barely describe. Pleas...Read more