At first, I felt guilty for not being there for her when she needed me. Although it didn’t seem like whatever was going on was too serious, since it’d been dealt with so quickly, it could have been urgent at the time. This guilt was balanced out by the fact that part of me was angry at her. She was making me the villain and accusing me of not being there for her while I was halfway across the world and having the most difficult week of my life…