TEN
There’s radio silence for almost three weeks. Three whole weeks, where I haven’t gone two whole weeks without speaking to people I care about not once in the history of my life.
But here I am, two weeks completely Ayden free and absolutely miserable.
Miserable.
I commute to work, I do my work, and commute back home all while looking down at my phone approximately a thousand times wishing, hoping, wanting a message from Ayden to pop up on my notifications, wanting a missed phone call, something. But he had to listen to me and let me have my space, let me keep my distance.
How long is he going to wait? How long is Ayden Stone going to wait for me?
I know it’s not fair, I know it’s not, but I have to get my head on straight.
“Yo, Aria!” Maddie pops up on my screen in a video call f
