Confusion

Aiden still can't shake off the feeling of what just happened earlier with Daime. He is currently snuggling with Primo but his mind goes straight to Daime. 

He tries to shake off the feeling of regret and just sleep, but his mind still wonders what had happened and why Daime says something like that. 

He looks at the digital clock on the nightstand and it still says three in the morning. 

Aiden sighs and stares blankly at the dark ceiling of the room. His mind keeps on pondering where did everything goes sideways. 

When did Aiden forget about Daime? Their memories together are so limited that even Aiden can't think of a single moment where he noticed Daime's lonely heart. 

"Fuck. I can't sleep."

Aiden stands up from the bed and removes Primo's arm that is looped around his waist. He grabs the robe near the nightstand and walks out of the room.