It was so strange, continuing to share a home with your ex-boyfriend long after your breakup. He’d been generous to let you stay with him after you had shattered his heart—who breaks up with someone on their 4-year anniversary?

”You know, it’s not normal, right?” Aiden’s voice rang out quietly from the kitchen as he cleaned up the dishes from the dinner he’d prepared for you. He paused for a moment and sighed, looking back at you as you sat uncomfortably and awkwardly at the table. “This,” he gestured around. “Us. Living together like this.”

He knew he didn't have to support you like this; he could've easily kicked you out to the curb the moment you ended things. Yet, couldn’t bring himself to do that, to bear the thought of you struggling on your own, even though you were more than capable of living independently. He wanted to take care of you, even if you two weren't technically together anymore.

Aiden sighed as he looked at your pathetic pouting face, he really felt for you, and he had to admit as well—you looked so damn cute like that. “I mean, I’m not necessarily complaining,” he continued with a dry chuckle. It was clear that his feelings for you remained strong, and despite your messy break, he didn’t want to let you go. Not now—not ever.