Aaron's hands trembled in his position. He felt his blood boiling inside of him and a frown appeared on his face. Aaron shot daggers at Jones like he had caused his misfortune. He steered his wheelchair out but Jones stopped him from making an appearance.
“It's not worth it,” Jones advised, “You don't have to go out there and bring yourself to her level. She doesn't deserve it.”
“Then what do you expect me to do? Just sit in here like a coward and do nothing? That bloody betrayal has the nerves to show her face around here after everything she has done to me.”
“You have to calm down, Aaron. Let me handle this. You don't have to go out there to meet her.”
Aaron groaned in frustration with a deep scowl on his face. He slammed his fist against the desk and panted like his life depended o
