The night is electric as we stand in front of the club, lights flashing and music thumping from within. Aria's excitement is infectious, her eyes sparkling with anticipation. “I can't believe we’re finally here!” she exclaims, practically bouncing on her heels.“Buckle up, ladies! This is going to be a night to remember,” I say, matching her excitement.Maira adjusts her dress, a smile creeping across her face. “I’ve needed this more than anything. Just let loose, you know?”As we enter the club, the atmosphere engulfs us. The bass pulses through the air, and the vibrant crowd sways like waves on the shore. People recognize Aria immediately, their expressions shifting from surprise to delight. A couple approaches her.“Oh my god, Aria! Can we get a picture?” a girl squeals, her eyes wide with admiration.“Of course! Let’s do it,” Aria beams, leading them to the side while I catch Maira’s eye.“Look at that! She’s a total superstar now,” Maira says, her voice laced with a mixture of pr
Aria’s POVI wake up to the sharp sunlight streaming through the curtains, tugging me from the depths of a dream I can’t remember. My head throbs like a bass drum, pounding in sync with the music from last night—a melody of laughter and shouted secrets that now feels like a distant echo. I squint at the clock on the bedside table; it reads 2:15 PM.“Ugh, no way am I awake this late,” I groan, covering my eyes with my arm.“Welcome to the land of the living!” Maira’s voice comes from the bathroom, her tone drenched in sarcasm. “I thought we lost you to the tequila gods!”“Very funny,” I mutter, rolling over to find Emily sitting cross-legged on the other bed, her expression equally pained.“How are you feeling?” she asks, and I can hear the hint of concern in her voice.“As good as I can feel after last night’s fiesta,” I reply, wincing as I try to sit up. “What time did we even go to bed?”“Honestly, I think it was around four-ish,” Maira calls, emerging from the bathroom with a towe
Aria’s POVI can hardly believe my eyes when I spot Maira and Emily racing toward me across the beach. Their faces are pale, and there's urgency in their footsteps. Something's wrong."Aria!" Maira shouts, waving her arms as she gets closer.“Aria, we need to leave! Now!” Emily adds breathlessly.“Leave? What are you talking about?” I ask, completely thrown off. Sebastian looks confused beside me.But Maira doesn’t waste time. “We got a threat about you. Check your phone. We have to hurry!”“What do you mean? Who’s threatening me?” I feel my heart racing.“Just trust us! We only have thirty minutes before our flight!” Maira insists, her eyes wild with fear.I pull my phone from my pocket and quickly read the text Maira shows me. My stomach drops. That’s my dad’s number. “This can’t be real,” I murmur, terrified.“Aria, we need to go!” Emily urges, glancing nervously at Sebastian.“What about Sebastian?” I spin around, desperate for some tether to reality.“Sebastian, you can’t come,”
Aria’s POVAs soon as I get home I step out of the car with Emily and Maira behind me. I take a deep breath and push open the front door of my home or should I say “house” this place didn't feel like home. In fact, it never was. The familiar smell of polished wood and stale air greets me. Now though, the atmosphere feels heavy. I take a deep breath, readying myself for the confrontation ahead.“Aria!” my mother calls from the living room, her sharp and annoying voice cuts through and I feel like running out the door already. “You’re back early!”“Mother, I need to talk to Father,” I say, cutting her off.“What’s wrong?” She smiles even wider as if sensing my tension.“You knew didn't you?”“How else would you learn? Tch.”I scoff but she is not my problem right now. I move towards Caleb’s study and when I reach the doorway, my father sits at his desk, focused on some papers. He looks up, a smirk crossing his face.“Aria, what’s—”“Stop acting like everything is fine!” I cut him off,
Aria’s POV“You went as far as threatening me and all for what? Susan? To balm this bruised relationship we have? How could you even think for a second that that was helping?” I scoff at his audacity and say nothing more. I walk out of the study and I'm not too surprised to see a smirking Susan at the door.“My, my. If it isn't the bitch and friends.” She says and it takes all I have in me not to push her out of the way but even heaven knows that will turn into a story.She gives me a once over and opens her mouth to probably say the stupidest things.“Well, well, look who it is,” she says, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “Princess Aria, back from her little tantrum.”I roll my eyes, trying to brush past her. “Move aside, Susan.”“Oh, what? Afraid Daddy won’t love you anymore? You’re acting so stupid,” she whispers in my ear, a cruel smile on her face. It sends a wave of irritation through me.I pull away, glaring at her. “You have no idea what I’m going through.”Out loud, she raise
Aria’s POVAfter a whirlwind of drama and tension at home, I had to move to Maira’s place, and soon enough, I found myself knee-deep in work now that I’m back from vacation with Maira. We’ve shared a much-needed break, but reality snaps back quickly. Maira rifled through her planner at her desk, sipping coffee to kick-start her day.“Alright, Aria,” she calls, glancing up enthusiastically. “We have three photo shoots lined up this week. Are you ready for this?”I lean against the doorway, a slight smile on my face, though a hint of tiredness lingers in my eyes. I was exhausted. “I guess so. It feels good to get back into it after everything that happened.”Maira stands up, the planner still in her hand. “Good! We’ll ease back into it. Remember, this is about letting your creativity flow, not just getting through the agenda.”“Normalcy? Ha! I call this anything but normal,” I chuckle lightly, shaking my head as I walk into the room. “This feels completely chaotic.”“Normal for us, the
Aria’s POVAfter weeks of looking, I finally found it—a gorgeous penthouse apartment with big windows and a view of the city. As soon as I walked in, I knew it was perfect. Sunlight filled the open living area, and my heart raced with excitement as I imagined how I would decorate it.“Aria, this place is amazing!” Maira exclaimed as she walked in behind me. She spun around, taking in the high ceilings and bright space. “You really scored!”“I can’t believe it’s mine,” I said, still in awe. “It doesn’t feel real.”We immediately started planning for a girls’ night, eager to make the space feel like home. I wanted fun snacks, drinks, and games to break the ice.“First up, we need to go shopping!” I announced with a big smile.Maira beamed. “Let’s do it! What do you need?”“Snacks, drinks, decorations, all of it!” I said, pulling out my phone to write a list. “And definitely some fun games.”With our list ready, we raced to the store. The aisles were filled with colorful party supplies,
Aria’s POVThe evening has finally arrived, and I can barely contain my excitement. I turn my penthouse into a cozy and inviting space, with fairy lights hanging from the walls and colorful blankets tossed around the floor. The smell of popcorn and sweet snacks fills the air, and I have a playlist of upbeat songs playing softly in the background, setting the perfect mood.The first knock comes just as I finish setting up. “I’ve got it!” I call out, rushing toward the door, my heart racing.When I open it, Emily stands there, her smile bright and a bottle of wine in her hand. “Surprise! I brought my favorite red!” she says with enthusiasm.“Perfect!” I say, my smile wide. “Come in! You’re just in time for the fun.”Emily steps inside, her eyes going wide as she takes in the space. “Wow, Aria! This place is amazing! So bright and welcoming!”“Thanks! I’m really excited for tonight,” I reply as I take the bottle from her. “Maira’s helping me set up everything. We’ve got snacks, drinks,