I called Aaron and I didn't care about the time difference. I was sweating bullets. I am so nervous that I cannot think straight. If something bad happens to him, I don't know what I am going to do. It's true what they say, sometimes being happy comes with a price. Were we wrong in giving each other a chance in this marriage?
"Come on. Pick up the phone, love." For the sixth time, I dialed his number again. "Damn it!" I threw the phone on the bed out of frustration, only to pick it up again.
I was about to dial his number when his name registered on the screen.
"Oh, thank God!" I answered the phone immediately.
"Hey, is everything okay?"
"Why weren't you picking up?" I snapped at him for not picking up my call right away.
"I'm sorry, love. I was in the shower and I left my phone
