Markets and Multiverses (A Serial Transmigration LitRPG) Chapter 266: Apologies

After I left my apartnt, I started walking through the city streets.

I wasn’t quite sure where I was walking to. I kept moving for the sake of moving, without a goal or direction. As I walked, I felt the frustration and anxiety start to bleed out of my heart. I wasn't... happy about what had happened. But at the very least, I was starting to calm down and think clearly again.

I sighed, and realized I had sothing I needed to do. Sothing that would eat at until I made it right.

My conversation with Sallia hadn’t gone well. And now that I had a bit of ti to cool off, I realized that was my fault. I had gotten too heated and let my frustrations get the better of .

I still stood by my sentints during the argunt I’d had with Sallia earlier. I didn’t think it was right for close friends or family to abandon each other.

But I also didn’t think that Sallia was wrong. If I kept trying to help my mother, and she ruined my attempts at helping, it would be awful for ntally. Sallia had been trying to point that out, and at the end of the day, and I had ignored her advice because I didn't like it. But that wasn't a good way to treat my friend, especially since I had asked her for advice in the first place. It wasn’t right for to ask her for advice, and then yell at her because I didn’t like what she said.

So I contacted Sallia. If I did sothing wrong, I needed to apologize first.

I said.

I felt Sallia’s mind push back against mine from the other side of the communication bracelet. Luckily, she was still awake. It seed like it was one of the better days for her. She sent a wave of reassurance and comfort.

I relaxed slightly. It didn’t seem like Sallia was angry, at least. Of course, that didn’t an I would just forget about how I had acted. I wanted my friends to derive the sa comfort from that I got from them. Yelling at them when they were trying to help wasn’t the right way to do that. I needed to do better in the future.

she said.

I didn’t like Sallia’s words. Sallia's words were harsh, and I wasn't sure if I agreed completely with them.

But I knew, deep down, that at least so of Sallia’s words were right. If my mother didn’t want to get better, nothing I did would actually stop her. I couldn’t lock her in a tal room to prevent her from taking drugs for the rest of her life. That was unrealistic. It was also obvious that without extre asures, there was no way to prevent her from getting more drugs. I couldn't monitor her every second of every day. If she wanted drugs, I had no good way to stop her.

I said.

I blushed. Sallia's voice trailed off as she grew sleepier. After a few more monts, her voice faded away completely. I felt a smile spread across my face as I relaxed.

It wasn’t what I had expected to do after apologizing to Sallia. I had expected her to be mad, or tell to improve, or... sothing. Instead, I'd had a nice day singing for her. Part of knew that Sallia had made sing as a way to help relax... and it had worked. I felt a bit better about the situation than before.

I was still frustrated and upset. My mother returning to drugs made feel like I was about to lose my mind out of frustration. But I felt better than before. Which ant I needed to do a few final things. I had left my apartnt because I was frustrated and angry. Now, it was ti to figure out what the future would look like.

And so, I headed towards Old Mo's bakery. I needed a few final pieces of advice.