I didn’t go inside immediately.
I just stood there.
In front of my house.
Watching the empty road like it would explain something to me.
It didn’t.
Aaron’s car was long gone, but the feeling he left behind wasn’t.
It stayed.
Heavy.
Confusing.
I let out a breath and finally walked in.
My room felt too quiet.
I dropped my bag on the chair and sat on my bed, staring at nothing in particular.
My mind kept replaying everything.
The hallway.
The car.
The way he looked at me.
The way he almost...
I pressed my lips together, shaking my head slightly.
Why was I thinking about that?
I stood up abruptly and started doing something, anything.
Fixing my bed.
Rearranging books.
Pointless things.
But my thoughts didn’t stop.
Aaron.
Everything about him felt intense.
The way hi
