ARIA’S POVThings with Tony are progressing in ways I hadn't anticipated. We keep running into each other outside the art studio, and our interactions grow more frequent and natural. There’s a magnetism between us, an undeniable connection that pulls us together. We start talking a lot more, and it becomes clear that Tony likes me too.One day, Tony literally begs me to go on a date with him.“Aria, I believe it’s time to take our relationship to the next level.”What did he say? Next level?“What do you mean?”“I want you to be my girlfriend.”His direct statement takes me aback.“Girlfriend? Uhm, Tony, I—”“—please Aria, don’t say no. You know we’re meant to be together.”Yes, we do have a lot of things in common, but I feel like things are moving quite swiftly. I take some time to reflect on his proposal and then I think to myself that if I don’t give it a try, then maybe I’ll never ever be ready in life. At least, I can give it a try.Nonetheless, his sincerity and eagerness are e
ARIA’S POVRegis' outburst makes me angry, igniting a surge of irrational frustration. When he accuses me of dating Tony instead of him, my emotions boil over. I respond with a firmness that surprises even me, affirming, “Yes, I am dating Tony and not you. You should respect my choice!”My words leave no room for ambiguity, and the sharpness in my voice resonates with my anger.Tony’s reaction is immediate; his face lights up with happiness, his eyes sparkling with a mixture of relief and joy. Regis, on the other hand, looks defeated. His shoulders slump, and he walks away with his head down, the weight of rejection evident in his posture. The scene leaves me feeling a mix of satisfaction and guilt, knowing I’ve hurt a friend but also standing firm in my decision.As the date continues, Tony’s elation is seen. He talks about how happy he is and how much he likes me, his words pouring out in a stream of genuine enthusiasm.“Aria, I didn’t expect this guy to be here, but I’m glad you st
ARIA’S POVWhen Stella finds out that I’m dating Tony, her reaction is immediate and vehement. Her disapproval is palpable, and it surprises me how strongly she feels about it. She insists that dating Tony is a bad idea, citing his massive and obsessive fandom as a significant concern.“Come on, Aria. I had warned you about his female followers! How could you date him.”Stella’s words ignite a rebellious streak within me. I firmly believe that dating Tony wouldn’t hurt, and I’m not willing to let her dissuade me. The rebelliousness I feel is empowering. For so long, I’ve been cautious and restrained, but now, with Tony, I’m embracing a new sense of freedom.“Why should our private life matter to the public? Any way, Tony doesn’t care about them. He says it’s none of their business.”“Still… You have to be cautious and keep your affair private.”Stella tries to change my mind, but my resolve is unwavering. Seeing that I won’t budge, she shifts her approach and asks me to keep our relat
ARIA’S POVAs I move forward, I’m prepared to face whatever comes my way. The journey with Tony is just beginning, and I’m ready to embrace the highs and lows that come with it. Stella’s warnings and the legal issues with Tania are part of the landscape, but they don’t define my life. I choose to focus on the love and happiness I’ve found, trusting that I can navigate the challenges with strength and resilience.In the end, I’m driven by the belief that true happiness is worth fighting for, and I’m ready to take on the world to protect what I’ve found with Tony. The road ahead may be uncertain, but with determination and love, I’m confident that we can overcome any obstacle and build a future together.“We don’t want to interfere in your private life, but this guy isn’t right for you.”When Neal confronts me about dating Tony, I can feel the weight of his disapproval pressing down on me. He heard from Stella, and now my family is buzzing with concern and opposition.“We don’t want you
ADAM’S POVWhen I enter the café, my heart sinks as I spot Aria with a guy, their hands intertwined and their faces alight with laughter. A surge of jealousy grips me, burning through my veins. I had never gone on dates with Aria before, and now here she is, openly affectionate with someone else. The sight feels like a punch to the gut, and I can’t hold back. I march over to them, my emotions bubbling over."So, now you're into guys like him?"Without thinking, I blurt out, my voice is laced with bitterness, and I instantly regret the words. Aria's eyes flash with anger, and she sneers at me, asking who else she would be into."Then you mean I should be in a guy like you?"She spits back, her words like a slap across my face. Her contempt stings, and I feel the sting of humiliation.Desperation and anger cloud my judgement as I start to berate her date, telling her that a guy like him is no good for her. I ignore the man’s presence, focusing solely on Aria, trying to get through to he
ARIA’S POVAfter leaving the café that day, I feel a whirlwind of emotions. My encounter with Adam has left me unsettled. When the anger in me subsides, I finally decide it’s time to be honest about my past.“He’s my ex-husband. I feel bad for not telling you before and I didn’t know he would be here.”Taking a deep breath, I finally tell Tony about my divorce from Adam. I apologize for not sharing this with him sooner and brace myself for his reaction, uncertain of how he will take the news. My heart pounds as I watch his face for any sign of disappointment or shock.To my surprise, Tony remains calm and composed, his expression unchanged. He simply nods, his eyes filled with understanding and compassion, making me feel a sense of relief and gratitude.“I don’t care about your past. I love you with my heart.”He simply says that what happened in the past stayed in the past and assures me that he loves only me.This declaration catches me off guard. It's the first time Tony has said h
ARIA’S POVAnother day, yet another date. I can’t recall going on dates like this and I am loving each and every moment of it.This time, Tony and I are at a fine-dining restaurant, enjoying the elegance of the evening. The ambiance is perfect, with soft music playing and candlelight casting a warm glow over the table. For once, I feel relaxed and happy, savoring the moment with Tony.Out of nowhere, chaos erupts. Tania, wild-eyed and furious, storms into the restaurant, her voice shrill and filled with venom. She brandishes a knife, charging at me with an intensity that sends a chill down my spine."You slut! I’ll kill you! You had Regis, and now you’re dating another guy? Fucking slut!"The restaurant falls silent, and all eyes turn towards us. Panic grips me as I see Tania’s crazed expression and the gleam of the knife. But before I can react, Tony steps in front of me, shielding me with his body. Tania lunges, and the next few seconds feel like an eternity.Tony takes the brunt of
ARIA’S POVTony is fine and quickly discharged from the hospital. The doctors assure me that his wound is not severe, and he can go home to rest. Relieved, I help him to the car, feeling a mixture of gratitude and guilt. I feel an overwhelming sense of guilt, as if I've put his life in danger, just as I did for Stella, Adam, and Regis in some inexplicable way.Tania's attack has landed her back in jail, and this time, she won’t be able to post bail. There’s a sense of justice served, but the incident has left a lasting impact on me.Although it's a small victory, but at least is a significant one.As I drive Tony back to his house, I can't help but feel a deep sense of appreciation for his bravery and the air is filled with a sense of calm. Tony leans back in his seat, looking out the window."Thank you for everything."His voice is sincere and soft. I smile at him, grateful for his presence in my life."I'll visit you soon."I promise, while trying to keep my voice steady despite the
ARIA’S POVLydia’s tears dry up as she slowly turns away, ready to leave the hospital room. Her steps are hesitant, burdened by the weight of everything she’s confessed, and by the knowledge that she might be walking out of Ethan’s life forever. There’s a palpable sense of finality in the way she carries herself, like someone resigned to their fate.But just as her hand reaches the door, Ethan calls out her name.“Lydia.”Everyone freezes for a moment. Lydia stops in her tracks, her back still turned, and I can see the subtle rise and fall of her shoulders as she takes in what just happened. The room is tense, filled with emotions that swirl and collide like waves in a storm, but the sound of Ethan’s voice cuts through it all.“Who told you to leave?”He tells Lydia that he wants to give their relationship another chance.The words hang in the air, a shockwave that ripples through the room. I glance at Ethan’s parents, who stiffen at the unexpected declaration, but they remain silent,
ARIA’S POVAs soon as Ethan gazes at Lydia, her face crumples, tears welling up in her eyes, most likely because she knows she is about to lose him. The weight of everything she has done, both in the past and more recently, seems to crash down on her. Her vulnerability is unmistakable, and it’s clear that she fears this might be the end of whatever she and Ethan had built together in this strange in-between space where his memory had been absent.Ethan’s expression hardens as he processes the reality of the situation. He’s upset, and it's easy to see why. For weeks, months even, his parents had believed him to be lost, possibly dead, while Lydia kept him hidden from the people who loved him most. His emotions are a swirl of confusion, betrayal, and anger as he turns to Lydia, waiting for an explanation. The air between them grows thick with unspoken accusations, the kind that don’t need words to make their impact.Lydia’s sobs grow more frantic as she tries to defend herself, her voic
ARIA’S POV“I’m not here to take Ethan from you… We’re just best friends. Nothing more.”“What?”“It was just a charade at your engagement.”All of a sudden, the nurse informs us that Ethan has woken up. My heart races as I see the reaction from everyone around me. Without wasting a second, we all rush into his room. Ethan’s eyes are open, and the first thing he does is call out to his parents.There’s a moment of palpable relief as his mother and father rush to his side, elation lighting up their faces. They hold him close, their hands trembling with emotion, and for the first time in a long while, they seem to have a piece of peace back in their lives.But what stands out most is that Ethan doesn’t even look at Lydia. Not once. Her presence, once central to his confusion, seems to fade into the background. She stands near the door, frozen, her eyes glassy with unshed tears as she watches the reunion. I don’t know whether it’s fear, regret, or sadness that’s written on her face, but
ARIA’S POV“I’m not letting you take Ethan from me.”Lydia sits next to me, vulnerable in a way I’ve never seen before. She begins speaking softly, revealing her regrets and the reasons behind her actions. She admits that her past choices were driven by greed and a hunger for wealth, and that those choices led her to hurt Ethan and her ex-fiancé. She speaks of how, after fleeing to Arizona to escape the wreckage of her old life, she found Ethan on the shore, lost and helpless. In that moment, she says, she saw not the man she had wronged but someone she could help. Someone who needed her.It’s difficult to fully believe her, but something about her story rings true. The way she talks about Ethan and her past mistakes feels raw and genuine, not the calculated coldness I once associated with her. She explains that when Ethan didn’t remember anything—not his name, not his family, not even his old life—he still remembered her.“We’re meant to be together. Else, he wouldn’t have landed her
ARIA’S POVWe’re all seated in the waiting area of the hospital, the sterile smell and bright lights only adding to the tension. Ethan’s parents, sitting across from me, glance in my direction every so often, their frowns deepening as if my mere presence is an offense.It’s not the first time I’ve seen that look on their faces, and it probably won’t be the last. But what baffles me is how they’ve chosen to forget about Lydia entirely. She’s sitting in the corner of the room, arms folded, her face pale and tight with worry. I can’t tell if she’s genuinely concerned for Ethan or if this is all just another one of her well-rehearsed acts.I lean back in my chair, trying to process it all. At least the Mitchells had realized that their son had lost his memory before I even had the chance to explain. It was painfully obvious—his reaction when he saw them, the way his body gave out from the shock.He fainted because it was too much for him. Yet, here they are, acting like I’m the villain in
ARIA’S POVLydia seems to sense that she’s outnumbered. She glares at us for a moment, then steps aside, opening the door fully. We enter the house, the air thick with tension. I glance around, spotting the packed boxes in the corner. They were planning to leave, just as I suspected.I spot Ethan standing in the living room. He’s casually scrolling through his phone, but the second he looks up and sees me, there’s a flicker of recognition in his eyes. I hold my breath, waiting for some kind of reaction. But then, his parents step in behind me, and that’s when everything changes.Ethan freezes. His phone slips out of his hand and clatters onto the floor, but his gaze is locked on his parents. I can practically see the gears turning in his mind, as if something deep inside him is suddenly being unlocked. His face goes pale, and his eyes widen in shock.And then, just as quickly as it all hits him, Ethan stumbles back, clutching his head. He takes a few shaky steps before collapsing to t
ARIA’S POVI sit in my car, my eyes on the house as the night falls deeper. All the windows are dark, the curtains drawn, and not a single sign of movement inside. It’s almost midnight, and it doesn’t look like Lydia and Ethan are going anywhere tonight.Still, I can’t afford to take any risks. If I leave or let my guard down for even a second, who knows what they might do. Maybe they’ll sneak out in the early hours, slip away when no one is watching.But exhaustion is catching up to me. The rented car is spacious enough, well-equipped for a long night of waiting. I’ve pinned my location for the people I’ve summoned here—they’ll call when they’re close. I settle into the seat, finally allowing myself a moment to rest. There’s no harm in taking a quick nap while I wait.I drift off, my mind a swirl of thoughts and plans. Every scenario plays out in my head; confronting Lydia, pulling Ethan out of there, making sure he’s safe. It’s not peaceful sleep by any means, but it’s something.Ho
ARIA’S POVMy stomach churns with hunger, but the idea of stepping away from my spot, even for a moment, feels out of the question. I’ve been sitting here, fixated on the house, watching every movement behind those walls. It’s like Lydia and Ethan are carrying on with their perfect little life, while I’m stuck out here, trying to figure out what to do next.I have moved too far now to catch their conversation clearly, and their voices aren’t as loud as they were before. On top of that, before they notice me, I have to make sure I keep my distance.The sight of them earlier, packing boxes, moving around like they’re planning to skip town, is enough to make my blood boil. I can’t let that happen.I need to eat, I need to think, but there’s no way I can leave the area, not even for a second. They could take off, and I’d have no idea where they would go. If I lose track of them, it could be the last time I ever see Ethan. The thought alone makes my heart race.Then, I spot a kid in the di
ARIA’S POVI got the address and I head directly to the place to spy on Ethan and Lydia. My first step is to observe the surrounding and checking on their movements.“Aiden, love. Shall I keep this in the bag?”“Yes, baby.”She is addressing him as Aiden, and I roll my eyes in exasperation.As I watch from my hidden spot, I can barely contain the rage boiling inside me. Ethan, living a normal life with that deceitful witch, Lydia, like they’re some kind of perfect couple. How can he not see through her lies?My heart races, each second feeling like an eternity. She’s manipulating him, keeping him trapped in this farce, and it’s beyond infuriating. Ethan’s family has no idea he’s even alive, and meanwhile, he’s here, with her, under this disgusting illusion of love.But then something changes. I notice a flurry of activity at their house. Boxes. Bags. They’re packing up. My eyes narrow, and I feel a sudden rush of panic. This isn’t just spring cleaning or a casual weekend trip—they’re