(Aiden’s POV)
Tap. Tap. Tap.
Sasha looked my way, but I must say, she must have been used to the sound of my fingers tapping my table. It had been like that for a while. As she told Aaron once, I was there with them physically, but mentally; I was off somewhere. Back to Carterville. To Jessamine.
Naomi was like an enchantress carnivorous plant, seizing me and using the baby as an excuse to trap me. Dad was not precisely bothered about me being gone. As Paige described it, he was ecstatic because the stock prices went up and boosted sales. He was happier, acting like a proud grandfather but looking more like the child’s biological father.
How long had it been since I left Carterville?
How long had I been sitting in my office, my state-of-the-art workspace, without doing anything? I knew Sasha was there, moving around the room as always and asking me about work-related matters. She and Aaron told me I was worse than my AI programs because I was hardly myself since I decided to return… t
