(Aaliyah’s POV)
Jaime had slowly grown to become my biggest support system, my anchor, the one person I had come to rely on, and the crazy part was that I didn’t even know when it had happened.
I just woke up one day only to realize that I had become so heavily attached to him. I mean, he was nothing short of the perfect man and even on my worst days, on days when I didn’t feel strong enough to carry myself and my dreams, his presence was enough to ground me, to remind me of who I was and what we were building together.
But lately, it felt like I was holding on to an anchor that had been cut loose from me. Jaime was drifting—slipping further and further away from me—and I didn’t know how to stop it.
At first, I thought it was just work.
I mean, even when I worked for him, Jaime ha
