The Love Of Your Life

I stared at the photo in my hands, my eyes wide, my mind trying hard to disregard it. What reason did he have to lie however?

Kyran was sitting, his legs slightly open in a dominant stance, his elbows resting on them as he clasped his hands together.

His hair was long, and he styled some to almost cover his left eye. Breathtaking as always, yet here, he looked very dangerous.

"Small world, right?" Aaron said, his smile gone, yet he wasn't completely frowning.

I managed to smile and look up at him. "Is this why you followed me from the hospital?"

It all made sense now, and put Aaron in a whole new light.

"Well not exactly." He said, separating his hands that had been clasped as he leaned away, rubbing them on his lap.

"What do you mean?"