CHAPTER 38

ARIA’S POV

As Regis leads me toward the back door, my gaze lands on a young, handsome man standing nearby. His presence catches my attention, a sudden glimmer of intrigue amid the chaos unfolding around us.

There is a certain magnetism about him, a combination of confidence and charisma that draws my eye. In the midst of the tumult, he stands out like a beacon of calm, his presence a welcome respite from the storm raging within me. I find myself curious about who he is and what role he might play in the unfolding drama.

The intensity of the affection in the young man's gaze leaves me momentarily stunned, a flicker of recognition dancing at the edges of my mind. There is a familiarity about him that I cannot quite place, as if our paths have crossed before in some distant memory.

I search my mind, trying to recall where I might have encountered him, but the details remain frustratingly elusive. Despite the veil of uncertainty clouding my thoughts, I cannot shake the feeling that there