Aria’s POVI sat nervously in Tina's office, waiting for her to speak. She had been observing me closely over the past few days, evaluating my every move. But somehow, getting called in here felt different. I was greatly rattled. “Aria,” Tina began, her voice measured yet encouraging. “I've made my
Aria’s POV“Aria!” Samuel exclaimed with genuine enthusiasm. “Sorry I came unannounced.”“Oh, don’t worry about it,” I responded, grinning back. “Come in, come in.”He stepped inside, his tall frame filling the narrow entryway. “I’ve been so busy with a new company these past few days,” he began, “I
Aria’s POV“Why are you so good to me?” These were the exact words I asked Samuel while we were eating dinner last night. I walked into the office, the events of last night still swirling in my mind. Samuel's response to my question replayed over and over: “Because we're friends, and I treasure our
Aria’s POVBuried under a mountain of textbooks and notes, I was completely engrossed in my studies. Even on weekends, I dedicated countless hours to learning professional knowledge and reviewing what I had studied before. My schedule was packed, but it was a fulfilling kind of busy.My phone buzzed
Victor’s POVThe office was finally silent, the hum of the computers and the clatter of keyboards fading into the late evening. I leaned back in my chair, rubbing my temples. It had been an intense few weeks, pushing the company through the final stages of the project. Every moment had been a blur o
Aria’s POVThe soft rustle of silk against my skin, as I stepped into the grand ballroom of the Plaza Hotel, sent a thrill through me. The floor-to-ceiling windows bathed the room in a warm, golden radiance, casting a shimmering reflection of the chandeliers above. Tonight, I felt like I belonged he
Aria’s POVI was on the terrace of the grand ballroom, soaking in the city lights of Amsterdam, but the moment shattered as soon as I saw Shane. For a split second, surprise flashed in her eyes, mirroring my own shock, but she quickly masked it with a veneer of fake kindness.“Aria? Is that really y
Aria’s POVAs soon as I turned around, my heart still racing, I saw that it wasn't Victor but Samuel. Relief washed over me, and I let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding. Samuel smiled warmly at me and said, “Here you are.”“Samuel,” I greeted, feeling a sense of calm returning. I noticed S