I didn’t answer his question because I couldn’t, and so I walked on without bothering to say a word.
He didn’t know my story with Aaron. The only one I told it to was Diya, and she was a keeper of secrets. Daniel didn’t deserve to know who Aaron was because we didn’t have a level of trust in our friendship. I trusted him to an extent, but I’d rather keep things from him, especially my secrets.
“The least you can do is not ignore me, Zera,” he said, and I snapped out to see him following me.
I paused and turned to him. “You need to stop following me, okay?”
“Who’s Aaron? Why did you call me Aaron?”
“Aaron is someone I want to leave in the past, and you are driving me nuts, just like he did.” This was the highest level of truth I could reveal to him. This would also shut him up and keep
