(Jaime’s POV)
It had been two days since I got Aaliyah back from her family, and in that time, not a single word had left her lips.
Not one.
I mean, I was sure she spoke to a few people, but only when I was nowhere in sight.
Aaliyah barely looked at me.
She barely seemed to hear me when I tried to make conversation.
Hell, if I so much as stepped into her room, the very one I’d practically kept her captive in since she had almost torn my head off when I tried to have her sent to the room we shared, she’d turn away with an unreadable expression on her face.
Her gaze would be distant, as if to show me that I may have had her trapped here against her will, but she could very much escape me anyway with her mind into some faraway place where I no longer existed.
At least, if she were o
