(Aaliyah’s POV)
Tears blurred my vision as I pulled up in my driveway and got out, locking up behind me. I angrily wiped the tears as I climbed the few steps up to my porch.
I heard a car pull up in front of my apartment as I was struggling to fit the key in the lock, and even before I felt his quiet footsteps on the porch or his presence behind me, I knew without a doubt that it was him.
Fuck.
A soft curse slipped past my lips.
My fingers were trembling so much that I couldn’t fit the keys in the damn lock, which just made me even more upset.
“Aaliyah,” Jaime’s voice was soft as he called out to me, the single word more a plea than a greeting. “Let me help.”
“You don’t think that you’ve done enough helping?” I spat at him as I continued to fidget with the keys… but he didn’t mi
