The peace didn't last.
It never does with men like Aiden.
He was gone when I woke. Again.
But this time, the room didn't feel calm. It felt… watched.
And I couldn't find my phone either.
There was a shift in the air.. like the walls themselves were waiting for something to break. And it did.
Three hours later, the front door slammed hard enough to rattle glass. I turned toward the hallway.. and he was there.
Eyes blazing, has tight, phone still clutched in his hand like he'd just hung up on a war.
This wasn't the man from last night. The one who touched me like I was breakable, who whispered truth in the dark. That version was gone.
"Aiden..?" I called to be sure, maybe.
He didn't answer.
Just walked towards me like a shadow with teeth. Like someone who'd been holding something
