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.
"You have the nerve to ask me that?" he bursts out. His voice loud, so loud it echoes in the room and makes my heart jump.
I flinch slightly but hold my ground.
"Yes," I say, more firmly now.
"Because I don’t know."
My brows pull together, frustration creeping in.
"I don’t know why you decided to betray me....."
"Betray you?" he cuts in, letting out a harsh, disbelieving laugh.
"You think this is about betrayal?"
"What else would you call it then?" I shoot back.
My voice rising without me meaning it to.
"You brought me herr...tied me up...pointed a gun at me....what am I supposed to think, Aaron?"
My chest is rising faster now, my anger starting to mix with the confusion.
"With everything that’s been happening, you’re the last person I expected this from."
That part slips out raw nd unfiltered because it’s true.
He goes still dor a split second.
Then.....
"It’s because you took everything from me!" he shouts.
I blink. Thrown off and confused
"What...?"
"You," he says, pointing at me now, his hand shaking slightly.
"You took him away from me."
My mind stutters, struggling to catch up.
"Him?"
I shake my head slowly.
"Who the hell are you talking about?"
There’s a wild look in his eyes now, something unhinged. Something I’ve never seen before.
"Zane! You took Zane from me!" he snaps.
The name lands like a slap nd I just sit , I just stare at him. My head Completely blank, like my brain refuses to process what he just said.
"...what the fuck?"
The word slips out before I can stop it, because nothing about what he just said makes that makes sense, not even a little.
"What the fuck are you talking about?"
My voice comes out sharper now, disbelief bleeding through every word.
Aaron lets out a bitter laugh.
"You really don’t see it, do you?"
"See what?" I shoot back.

"And you think that means nothing?"
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