“Why?” She demanded to know, “Why couldn’t you have came back to me?”
“Aaron,” was his single word reply.
Audrina knew there was more to it than that. Much more. They had talked for ages. Talked through all of Audrina’s and Aaron’s bad days. Talked through all their separations.
Nothing Audrina ever said convinced him to move back as quickly as he did for her though. Nothing Audrina had said convinced him to even consider the idea of moving back.
Yet he had done it for her, and that killed Audrina.
When she voiced this opinion he remained silent, unable to argue her rationale. Refusing to tell her she was wrong. Silently telling her she was right.
She didn’t even want him back anymore. Well, she didn’t think she did. She was happy. She loved Aaron. She loved her family and her house and her life. Didn’t she?
It didn’t matter. No matter what, she would never be the one he moved back for. That was a truth that would never be undone no matter what either of them said or did.
Some days, Audrina wondered how she really felt about him. The him who burned in her mind and fluttered in her heart. Maybe, maybe it wasn’t a flutter after all. Maybe it was just the feeling of the twist of a dull blade that had been stuck in her heart for far too long. Maybe what she really felt was hate.
Audrina curled up to go to sleep. One more sleepless sleep. Praying she didn’t dream about him once again.