When I opened my eyes, I saw Aidan again. He seemed even more worn out than before, as though he were more exhausted than I had been, on the verge of wanting to die. But all I felt was irritation, and when I spoke, my voice was barely above a whisper. "Do you like me, Aidan? Are you seriously this pathetic? Does it feel good to fall for a married woman?"
My tone was low but dripping with venom.
'Just leave, Aidan. Go away. Let go of me.' I thought. I turned my face, and a tear slid down my cheek. My heart felt hollow. Looking at the scars on my wrist, I thought, 'So this is what it means to give up on myself.'
Then Aidan tightened his grip, pulling me into his arms. "I love you. You've been in my heart for so long."
His words were heavy, striking my heart, filling that emptiness i
