Chapter 68. Come Clean

TARA

This had to be a nightmare. I needed someone to wake me up from this dream. It had to be one!

Why was Aidan looking like he was in more pain than I was? Both physically and otherwise?

His hunched over frame, downcast eyes, weak gestures, and low pitched voice told me that something was seriously misinterpreted between us.

Did Kayla lie?

Of course, she would lie about something. What was it?

“You really had no idea?” My voice was shaky, and I nearly lost my balance more than once.

Aidan closed the space between us and moved to take my hands in his, and in all honesty, I wanted him to.

Goddess, I didn’t know how much I wanted to be wrong until now.

Why hadn’t I thought of that all these while?

Aidan held himself from touching me, and he ran a hand through his messed up hair in frustration instead.

“You have every right to be scared of me, Tara, and even more so to hate me. Heck, I despise myself right now,