"I don't think I want to hear anymore," I said, turning around once more.
"Zoey, please," Aaron pleaded, coming to stand right before me. He took my hands in his and looked me straight in the eye. "Just two more minutes."
I remained quiet, but made no move to leave.
Aaron started again. "When I met you, I thought my father was insane. I thought you would never fit in here or fit with me. I didn't think anyone but Emily could fit with me at this point. You have to understand the thing between us. It's toxic. It's like an illness. It made me feel like I was unworthy of love, of anyone's love, if I couldn't make her love me. And then you came along and someone wanted to see me, know me, find out about me and my walls just crumbled for you."
"But it wasn't enough in the end, was it? You're
