Christina's POV
It was as if a pen dropped in Aaron's office. It had never been so quiet between us before. Not even when we were getting to know each other. But the silence was present now. It was deafening and gnawing within me, each tick of the clock increasing the rate of my heartbeat as I sat waiting for Aaron to reply me.
He hadn't moved from where he came to join me on the sofa, his eyes staring into space and his ringed fingers interlaced together. He hadn't said anything and it was making me more nervous. I kept hoping and praying that he didn't have a hand in it, that it would just be that I was exaggerating like usual, that the Aaron I knew would never lay his hands on nobody.
However that was not the real world. I knew Aaron was not a bad person but he was capable of doing
