Aiden’s POV
My hands tremble as i run a hand over my face—I can’t express the type of raw pain I’m feeling .I pick up my phone, scrolling through my recent calls with shaking fingers.My breathing is ragged now, rage and fear building inside me with every moment of silence.
I quickly tap on Tiana’s name,bringing the phone to my ear,mind tense as i wait for Jorge to pick up. It seems to take forever for him to answer...
The phone rings—once, twice… then silence. Jorge isn’t picking up.I grip the phone so hard the screen cracks under my fingers.
Silence. Then—click.
Jorge:”Ohhh, look who finally grew a spine.Miss me already”
I’m barely fighting to keep my anger in check.
“Cut the crap, Jorge. You know what I want. I'm sick of your goddamn games.Let. Her. Go.”
“I can’t have my wife b
