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“Silas,” Tabitha stopped him as he held her hand to pull her into her family's house.

Silas turned to face her, noticing that she looked kind of worried and uneasy. “What is it?” he asked.

Tabitha looked into his eyes, feeling bad because she made Silas excited about the kiss they shared, so she decided to tell him about Donald.

After gazing into his eyes for a while, she lowered her head and said, “Donald was here.”

Silas, hearing this, brought his hand to her chin, raising her face. “Is that why you kissed me?” he inquired. He could process everything that happened after hearing Tabitha's remarks.

She nodded. “I…I…” She wanted to apologize, but something inside her was telling her that she didn't need to.

Silas's expression did change, making it known to Tabitha that she might have hurt him. “I know…” she wanted to speak, but she didn't know how to put the words together.