Aaron was pissed.

Aaron was beyond pissed.

He was furious.

We were now in the parking next to his car. I couldn't face him. How was I suppose to tell him that I followed him?

"Would you stop looking at your fucking hands and give me some explanations?" he asked through gritted teeth. I bite my lips to prevent my them from trembling. "How the hell do you know my mother?" he shouted.

"Why are you that angry?" I asked tilting my head in confusion.

"How am I suppose to react? Should I be happy for being taken as a fool?" he asked in disbelief and I shook my head....