Aaron's POV
Fuck.
She's not herself. I'd only approached her because I wanted to talk.
It was going to be the first time we were alone, without the pressure of our jobs and people we know.
This restaurant, this little haven. I was so f*****g glad to see that Eva was her too.
Now, she's unconscious and I can't say anything to her. When she wakes up, she's even going to madder.
Sighing, I tighten my grip around her waist, holding her close like how I've wanted to do since our one-night stand.
She smells so good. She fits so well in my arms.
It's been years but it feels like it was just yesterday.
"What are you doing to me? What did you do to me?"
I whisper this words into the crown of her head.
The bartender and the waiter are going about their business, as
