Annie
The journey back home is silent. Aaron's words keep ringing in my head: “With me or without me.” I know I've been indecisive about this, but at no point did I want to hurt him or make him wait for me. I would never ask him to do that.
As we near home, Aaron turns to look at me.
"Why are you so quiet? Is there something bothering you?" he asks, and I don't know what to answer. I only know that when he told me he would leave, I felt a great sadness.
"I was thinking about things," I say, forcing a smile at him. He returns the gesture without asking anything further. He parks at the entrance of my house, and when he turns off the car, we remain silent for a minute, doing nothing or saying anything. We just stay in silence.
"Don’t worry about what I said," he finally speaks. "I just
