Krishaa,

I know I hurt you. And I know it wasn't a small thing.

You told me clearly — show me the reel before you upload it.

You said it once. I did it anyway. You said it again. I did it anyway.

The reel was never the real problem.

The problem was that twice, my actions told you your words don't carry weight with me. That's what actually hurt. And you were right to feel it.

You stood up for me in front of your brother. You took my side when you didn't have to. You gave my feelings more importance than your own comfort — and I didn't give yours the same.

I don't have an excuse. Not a good one, not a small one. I was wrong, and I'm sorry.