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,
Aria’s POVI step out of my apartment, feeling the cool morning air on my skin. Today is the Rogue photoshoot, and excitement buzzes inside me. I put my phone in my pocket and started walking to the subway station. The city wakes up around me—cars honk, street vendors set up their stalls, and I hear laughter that makes me smile. I was on my own today as Maira had to meet with prospective clients about some other jobs but I could figure it out.I quickly board the train and halfway there, my phone buzzes. I pull it out and see Caleb’s name. I frown, glancing at the screen. “Not now,” I mutter, dismissing the call and putting the phone back. I don’t want to deal with him today of all days.When I arrive at the studio, it’s buzzing with activity. Photographers rush around, light meters in hand, while stylists fluff hair and adjust outfits on smiling models. The energy is electric. I take a deep breath, feeling my heart race with excitement.“Aria, over here!” my stylist calls, waving me
Maria’s POVI walk up to Aria’s apartment, my heart filled with excitement. I can't wait to share my good news. I got the promotion and the deal we had been working hard for. I imagine her smile, and the bright happiness in her eyes when she hears it.I knock on her door, but there’s no answer. “Aria! It’s Maira!” I call out, a bit louder this time. Something doesn’t feel right. Usually, she would at least respond or open the door.I push the door open and step inside. The apartment is dark. The curtains are pulled tight, blocking out sunlight. “Aria?” I call again, but only silence answers. My stomach twists with worry.As I move through the living room, my heart drops. I see her lying at the bottom of the stairs. “No!” I scream, rushing to her side. Panic fills me. Blood is everywhere, and her face is pale and lifeless. “What happened?”I drop to my knees beside her, checking for a pulse. My hands tremble as I feel for any sign of life. “Aria, please!” I plead. I can’t lose her. I g
Emily stood abruptly in the middle of the board meeting, the CEO’s voice fading as her mind raced with worry. “I’m sorry, but I have to go,” she announced, cutting him off. The room fell silent, eyes wide in surprise.“Emily, you can’t just leave!” the CEO protested.“I can and will. It’s urgent,” she replied, her heart pounding. She grabbed her bag and rushed out, her heels clicking against the floor as she made her way to the car.As she drove to the hospital, thoughts of Aria filled her mind. “Please, let her be okay,” she whispered to herself. When she arrived, she hurried through the entrance, anxiety trembling in her stomach.“Where’s Aria?” she asked the receptionist, breathless.“Room 204,” the woman replied, pointing down the hall.Emily sprinted toward the room and burst through the door. Inside, Maira and Chloe sat together, tears soaking their cheeks.“Maira!” Emily cried, rushing over. “What happened?”“Maira, please tell her everything,” Chloe urged, her voice shaking.“