Stella's health kept taking turns for the worse, leaving Aaron with barely a moment to himself. With no chance to track me down in person, he could only reach out through messages.
Throughout the seven years we had been together, he had never been the one to bend first.
Yet three days slipped by, and the conversation remained untouched.
At one point, Aaron even convinced himself the signal must have been the problem. He connected to the hospital Wi-Fi and refreshed the chat repeatedly.
Frustrated, he tossed his phone onto the couch.
A man as proud as Aaron had already lowered himself enough to apologize and ask for forgiveness.
Was I really going to keep ignoring him?
Then again, he supposed he deserved it. After all, he had been the one at fault.
Taking a deep breath, he sent yet
