Deciding to eat at the bar in the kitchen instead of going out to the dining room by myself, I tuck into my simple meal of mac and cheese and little smokies. I had really hoped Aiden would be back by now. I understand that the news I gave him was upsetting, but I’m still a little irked that he left me by myself so soon after I had been kidn*pped in his own backyard. I’m mature enough to know that my line of thinking is extremely selfish; however, I can’t seem to stop that from being the way I feel. Once I finish my meal and clean up the kitchen, I put away a plate for Aiden in the microwave and decide to head back into his office and call the girls. They never fail to make me feel better, no matter the problem at hand.
Now that I have the phone in my hand and it is ringing, I am ponderin
