(Danielle)
I was getting ready for bed when Damien's phone rang. His eyes narrowed before he pressed answer.
And then he handed me the phone.
"Aaron," he mouthed, and my heart almost leapt out of my throat.
Goddess.
I yanked the phone out of Damien's grip, my heart banging in my chest. Damien chuckled and shook his head, amused before he walked away, giving me some privacy.
It had only been two days, but it felt like years. Like the years we hadn’t talked… and only fought… came crawling back from their graves. It felt terrible. I never wanted to go back to that.
“Aaron?” I breathed, heart lurching in my chest.
He took a shaky breath. “Dani… Dani… Goddess, I miss you.”
His voice cracked. It was choked up, ragged—like he’d been holding back tears, emotions, words—everything—for just
