(Aaliyah’s POV)
I played the role of recovering girlfriend very well in the days that followed.
Jaime had asked me to focus on getting better, no?
So that was exactly what I did.
I was in bed most of the time, bed resting and reading just like he wanted me to.
I pretended everything was fine.
That it was all good.
That I had let it go and accepted Jaime’s silence.
It was almost as though our little confrontation almost four days ago had totally been forgotten.
That I had accepted Jaime’s silence.
I let him coddle me, let him hover over me like a parent fussing over their only child.
I let him feed me, I laughed at his jokes, I even let him bring me s****l pleasure a couple of times, but I knew deep down that things were different now, that so long as I hadn't found out what
