Aria’s POVJessica’s brows furrowed as she pressed the phone to her ear. “Hello? Hello?” Her voice grew quieter, more uncertain with each repetition. I could see the unease building in her expression, her grip on the phone tightening.I leaned forward, my heart picking up pace. “Jessica? What is it?
Aria’s POVI was caught off guard, trying to rack my brain for a good way to explain about dating. “Well, uh, dating is when two people… um… spend time together and… uh, get to know each other better.”Jessica burst out laughing behind her hand, clearly enjoying my struggle. “Oh, come on, Aria. You’
The doorbell rang, cutting through Jessica’s lingering laughter.I sighed, pulling the towel off my feet. “I’ll get it.”Jessica leaned back, still giggling. “Better hope it’s not Jasmine’s future sibling showing up early.”“Ha ha,” I said dryly as I padded to the door. When I opened it, my stomach
Aria’s POVI stood in front of the full-length mirror, smoothing out the soft fabric of my dress. It wasn’t anything too extravagant—a knee-length navy dress with a subtle shimmer—but it felt like just the right mix of casual and elegant. Not that this was a date. It was an art exhibit, and we’re go
Aria’s POVVictor’s hands moved with careful precision as he untied the blindfold. My heart thundered in my chest, each beat louder than the last. I blinked rapidly as the fabric slipped away, my eyes adjusting to the gentle glow of light. And then—stillness.The air seemed to leave my lungs as I to
Victor’s POVThe warmth of her body pressed against mine, the soft tremble in her voice as she said thank you over and over—it was almost too much. My heart felt like it might burst, overwhelmed by a feeling I could only describe as love. Not the fleeting kind, but something deep and unshakable. Som
Victor’s POVMy heart thudded in my chest as I held Aria, every breath mingling with hers. When she finally pulled back, her eyes shone with unshed tears, her cheeks glowing with warmth.“Come with me,” I said softly. I took her hand, marveling at how natural it felt, how her fingers intertwined wi
Aria’s POVWith my hands on the steering wheel and my eyes on the road, I listened to Jasmine’s endless excited chatter. She sat in the passenger seat, swinging her legs back and forth. Her voice was bright and full of energy, a stark contrast to my calm, almost dreamlike state.“Mommy, you didn’t t
Aria’s POVThe ride home was quiet, but it wasn’t uncomfortable. Victor’s hand rested on the gearshift, his fingers brushing mine occasionally. Each accidental touch sent a warm ripple through me, leaving me feeling both nervous and giddy. My heart was still dancing from the events of the night befo
The next morning, The sunlight streaming through the curtains was the first thing I noticed as I stirred awake. As I blinked against the light, memories of the previous night surged back like a wave, crashing over me with startling clarity. My breath hitched, and I sat up quickly, clutching the blan
Aria’s POV"Victor," I murmured breathlessly, barely recognizing my own voice. "Aria," he whispered back, his tone filled with a hunger that matched my own. His lips found mine again, urgent and unrelenting.We stumbled together through the hallway, his hands sliding beneath my blouse, fingertips s
Aria’s POVI jumped from the table, my heart still pounding in my chest, and headed toward the studio door. “Stay here,” I said softly, though my voice wavered with some nervousness and the remaining heat. The air between us still sizzled, making it almost impossible to think clearly.Carefully, I o
When we finally pulled apart, both of us were breathless. Her cheeks were flushed, her lips slightly swollen, and her eyes—God, those eyes—shone with an emotion I didn’t dare put a name to just yet.I rested my forehead against hers, trying to catch my breath as I spoke. “Aria… you’re everything to
Victor’s POVThe entire evening had been a cascade of emotions—love, happiness, nostalgia—and now, standing here, my heart felt like it might burst. I looked at Aria, her expression a mix of hope and nerves as she waited for my reaction. The painting, the bottles, the thought behind it all—it was ov
Aria’s POV“Still thinking of work at this hour?” he teased, his tone light and playful. “Should I be worried you’re pulling me into a midnight brainstorming session?”I glanced back at him, rolling my eyes with a laugh. “Trust me, it’s not that. Just wait. You’ll see.”We reached the entrance of my
Aria’s POVThe party was everything I didn’t know I needed. Laughter rang out like music, echoing through the beautifully decorated terrace. Friends and family filled the space, their joy infectious as they mingled, shared stories, and celebrated together. Even Jessica, who normally claimed she hate
Aria’s POVMy heart pounded as I reached for the door handle. With a shaky breath, I turned it, bracing myself for whatever lay on the other side.The cool night air greeted me as the door creaked open, and I stepped cautiously onto the terrace. My flashlight’s beam darted around the space, but ever