I flex my fingers slowly testing, and they respond weakly.
But there.
"Thank you," I murmur, my voice quieter now.
He doesn't respond, just steps back watching me again.
I lower my hands slightly, breathing through the lingering pain.
But inside…..my mind is racing. Because Aaron is still standing there and watching me. And I'm starting to feel nothing about this feels like something I can talk my way out of.
I stare at him.
Trying to find something familiar in his face. Anything at all, but all I see is someone I don't recognize. Someone who looks at me like I'm the enemy.
My throat tightens.
"Aaron…" I say slowly, my voice softer now.
"What did I do wrong?"
"I thought we were friends."
My chest aches saying it out loud, because I meant that. Every bit of it.
"I trusted you," I add, my voice dropping slightly.
"We were… good."
I swallow.
"So what went wrong?"
For a second, he just looks at me….witj no reaction. Nothing
Then something seems to snap in him.
