his dark secret

Chapter 11 (Becky's POV)

After we came back, I made us some tea and set it all in the living room.

But looking at Aron, you could tell he wasn't psychically present.

He might be standing in the same room as I was, but his mind was somewhere far away.

And that scared me very much.

Because once a person got that far away look in their eyes it could mean only two things.

Either they were thinking about something really nice, or something really awful.

And since Aron asked for a place to crash, I'd say it was the latter.

The suspense was killing me but I didn't dare utter a word, so I was just waiting patiently

Who am I kidding?

There wasn't a patient bone in my body.

After a few long minutes that felt like ages have passed he finally spoke.

But his voice was dull and void of any emotions.

"You see, once upon a time, I thought my life was perfect. But as I got older, I started noticing there were little differences between me and my aunt, whom at that time I thought was my mother. There