I didn't know how to feel about that. I felt bad for lying to him and the people around me, and yet I was being lied to the whole time. Is this what I get from being stubborn?
And what about my parents? Do they know about this? Was this the plan all along? I don't understand. My head was spinning from so much information and I didn't know how to process it all.
I found myself walking towards the dining area and waiting for Aaron to arrive. I jolted when I felt his arms wrapped around me.
"Were you waiting long? Sorry. My brother tends to talk too much sometimes," asked Aaron.
I shook my head and tried to free myself from his embrace.
"No, but we should eat before the food gets cold."
He pulled a chair for me like he always does. Aaron tried to lighten up the atmosphere by tellin
