Aubrey took a deep breath before descending the stairs. The whole place was quiet which allowed Jordan to hear her footsteps. He could hear the beats of his own heart and he kept looking around out of nervousness; he did not know what to expect from her. He was petrified of a thought that attacked his mind on repeat; he feared that she might abandon him. He was sitting on the couch, tapping his right foot quickly while staring at the floor. He could feel her steps getting closer to him and he didn't dare to look up; he was scared to meet her gaze.          Aubrey moved slowly towards him and sat on her knees between his legs, making him look at her. She stared at him for a couple of seconds, taking in his troubled features while he did the same, searching for any frightful decision in her blue eyes.  &nbs

They have been in an accident. The sentence kept ringing through Aubrey's ears during the whole way to the hospital. After hundreds of questions, that was the answer Aubrey received from her freaked out boyfriend. Jordan was driving so fast, yet she didn't dare to tell him to slow down even though his driving triggered unpleasant memories. Her heart was in her stomach during the whole ride to the hospital.          "It's going to be okay," she whispered, glimpsing at him. His grip was hard on the steering wheel, making his knuckles go white.          "You don't know that..." he said in a low voice. It was like he knew what was waiting for him. He was aware that he was about to get hit really hard with news he would never want to know.

Aubrey hated fast driving, it petrified her and made her shiver, but when it came to Jordan, she made exceptions. She drove fast to his family's house and in less than fifteen minutes she was there, right in front of their front door. She was panting out of anxiousness; she could never imagine how bad his state was.          "Oh thank God! You're here." Jessica breathed out in relief on seeing Aubrey before her. "He's trashing his room! He doesn't want to open the door. We don't know what to do." Jessica did not need to tell Aubrey that he was breaking everything in his room because she could hear things getting broken.          Aubrey rushed upstairs and banged on his door. "Jordan, open the door, please!" she pleaded; worry and fear filled her voice.

Jordan arrived at Aubrey's and Maria's place at eight. It felt good to be back to work. It was a great way to keep himself distracted. That was what he wanted. He wanted something to fill the emptiness of his mind that drove him to overthink. Although he was happy that he was back to work, something happened that troubled his thoughts and made him more worried about Aubrey. Somebody sent him pictures of him and Aubrey during the funeral when she took him away to comfort him. Even at the saddest times, they were being watched. He decided to keep that away from her as he did not want to scare her. He even thought about hiring a private detective since he wasn't quite content with what the police were doing."Hey, baby." Aubrey opened the door for him and welcomed him with a big smile on her face. He wrapped his arms around her body and kissed her lips.

For a week, Aubrey had been enjoying a smooth, calm life. Things were going the way she liked. She felt like she could finally relax and breathe. Between visiting Jordan's family, working on the final touches of her album, getting to know Victoria, her new manager, and going on a couple of dates with Jordan, she was able to be happy again. Her life was starting to seem normal. Drama seemed to be moving away from her and stress finally showered her with its mercy as it left her alone for a little while. That was what she wanted; that was the break she was striving to get.          "Babe, your phone's ringing." Jordan gave her the phone once she came back to the living room. She made herself comfortable beside him as she checked who was calling her. Her mum was calling her on Facetime.          "Hey, mum! I miss you." She smiled widely on seeing her mum's face on her phone's screen.        &n