"Have I wasted my life?"

I looked at her, Hoping she wouldn't answer.  I'm not sure what I expected, asking that sort of question. She sat and stared, looking deep within me.  She gave the appearance of someone who was actually considering the question.

"Well, I..."
"Stop, I don't want to know "
"But I... "
"No, I said I didn't want to know, and I'm pretty sure I meant it."
"Your loss", she said

And I knew that my cowardness had disappointed her. Again. 

"Ok.  Maybe you're right.  I should listen to what you have to say.  As you say, I did ask."
"Ok, I'm ready..."

She stared at me. Incredulous? Maybe so.  She exhaled slowly, and began...