Thomas could not just drop it. He felt horrible about what he did. He doubted that he would ever be able to forgive himself. He couldn’t understand why she was acted like he didn’t  rape  her. When she yelled and threw the glasses of milk across the kitchen. Thomas was actually relieved. This want he wanted but it was not what he expected. He half expected her to lash out at him.<br/><br/>“ I don’t think that  pain is over. I have brought those memories back because of what I did.”Thomas suspected that Miranda was denying that she was feeling hurt by those memories of Richard attaching and nearly killing her.<br/><br/>“It is what I deserve.  Miranda, I deserve to rot in jail. ” Guilt filled his voice. Know that jail was right where he belonged. Knowing full well that he should have stop when she ask him to. Instead he ignored her pleas. It pained him to know that she loved him and had wanted to have affair with him. Now he had ruined her trust in him and their friendship. Sure she was acting that everything was fine when it wasn’t.  Thomas listen her as said her reason for coming here.  He could see her point and understood her need to be alone.<br/><br/>“Maybe in the beginning you enjoyed what we were doing. Right up until you said Brettly name.” God how would he ever face his best friend” But I know the different between ruff sex and rape.And that’s what I did Miranda” Tears filled his eye. The quilt was becoming heavier. “ The only reason you remember that bastard was because me. I should be shot just for that.”<br/><br/>“ Oh Miranda, I would know and so would you. It would just compound the problem.” He knew could never touch another woman. Not with what he just did. “ We’ll eat the meal you made and I follow you down the mountain make sure you get home. And we won’t talk about this again, Okay?” This all felt so odd and surreal. He loved and hurt her.Now he wanted to make sure that she got home alright. How messed up was that he thought.