Chapter 4
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I stand there in the embrace of this huge man...
Like I guess he is about 6.8... He is very attractive.
Blue eyes, brown hair light skin.
He was wearing a white shirt white a black suit trouser.
He took a step back from me and looked me up and down.
"Maya, I was so worried... When you didn't come home I was scared something happened to you..."
He runs hus hand through his hair.
"I should have known Elizabeth wasn't going to let it go,I should have tried harder to protect you... Maya.. I..."
He seems to know exactly what happened to me.
I looked at him and I suddenly felt dizzy...
I take a step back and nearly crashed to the ground when he steadied me with his arms around my waist.
" I am fine, just back away from me... Please I don't know who you are or what you want from me, but honestly I need you to just leave me alone..."
I said and pushed him away from me.
I take a seat at the kitchen counter trying to get the dizziness under control.
I looked at him and he seemed completely taken aback.
He looked at my granny and than back at me.
"Maya... Don't you know who I am?"
He takes a step towards me
I hold up my hand
"Please... I don't know you, or I actually don't remember you... But please just leave me alone okay..."
I get up to leave when he suddenly grabbed my hand.
"Maya, how can you forget me... How can you ask me to leave you alone when you have forgotten me so easily... I am AIDEN, AIDEN JAMES... Maya we were getting married soon... How.."
I looked at him in disbelief.
Married?
Aiden James?
I looked at my grandmother.
" Maya, I don't know anything about this... Aiden didn't tell me anything, he just said he wanted to see you.. "
Now I am even more confused.
Does my grandmother know this man.
I remember she told the doctor I had no friends or anything that was related to my shooting.
And now this Aiden man is saying things like marriage, and than he mentioned Elizabeth... Was I having an affair?
I looked at them both before pulling my hand free and storming to my room.
Aiden was following but I heard my grandmother stop him.
I sit in my room on my bed and I try to process everything thats going through my mind.
Why is there so many surprises in this family...
What the hell is really going on.
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