AIDEN.
I hate silence.
No, not the normal comfortable silence you ease into, but the nerve-damaging silence that flushes down all sorts of thoughts through your brain. The type that continuously gnaws at you raw, while you stare at your s**t screaming to your face? Yeah, that.
That kind of silence is the one I hate. The one that sucks.
It was the same silence reigning in the car as I drove Mav back to his lodge. He wasn't looking at me, no matter how hard I tried to catch a glimpse of him, he didn't allow it to happen.
Ever since I mentioned Sherneil being his mate, which was totally a guess as I had no idea, he's been closed off. Completely. His once playful aura turned sour immediately, and I could see how he struggled to continue laughing with Nana before he finally decided to leav
