**Cat POV
“Cat, we need to talk," Aaron repeated.
He took a step forward, pushing the door open.
I stepped back again. My mind couldn't even process what was happening.
“I'm not ready to talk to you," I argued, holding my hands up when he got closer.
Aaron sighed and bowed his head. I heard him sniffle and realized he was crying. Aaron was actually crying! He lifted his eyes to mine. They were red and puffy, tears brimming over and streaking his cheeks.
“Cat, please. I want to talk to you, I want to explain everything," he said. He reached for me, and I held my arms up, ready to fight him off. “I'll listen, but don't… don't touch me."
“Thank you, thank you," Aaron sobbed. He dropped onto his knees in front of me.
I cringed and looked around the guest house. This was starting
