Dear Aaron

by Mariana Zapata

“There’s nothing to be sad about, okay? This isn’t our last day.” I sucked in a breath and didn’t make a single sound before I whispered, “It bothers me how well you know me.” “Tough shit.”

Loving Aaron wasn’t something I could just keep to myself, it burst out, stretching every seam in my soul and body. When you loved someone, you told them. There was no other option.

Everything happens for a reason, remember?” “What happened for a reason?” “You got me in the program. They could’ve given my name and address to anybody else, but you got me.” I just barely held back a choke. “I thought you got me.” His voice was low. “No, Ruron. You got me.”