Aria’s POV Immediately we got to the venue, Maira began running around, getting the makeup artists and dressers to assemble. She was armed and prepped like someone who had been waiting for this moment for a long time. To her, today was the day of my big photoshoot at Fox magazine—and from the flashbacks I recall last night, it seemed that in this lifetime, it was the place I had dreamed of working ever since I got interested in fashion. The bright lights in the studio and the sound of heels clicking on the floor felt like music, making me feel both excited and nervous at the same time. When they arrived, the attendants did not waste any time. I finish up and I rush to find Maira who was always full of energy. “Hi, Aria!” she call out, her face lighting up when she saw me. “You look great today with your makeupppp! Emily would kill to be here but too bad, I get to see all the goodies.” “Thank you! I can’t wait to see the dresses,” I reply, my heart racing with anticipation. The l
Aria’s POV I drop my keys at the table and looked at the stairs. Contemplating going upstairs or just relaxing on the couch. I decide against it and instead went upstairs. I pass Caleb’s room and was about to go into mine when I heard voices and opened the door to peek in. I was immediately greeted with the sight of Susan ‘affectionately’ massaging Caleb’s back and might I add, she seemed to be really getting into it. All of a sudden, a rush of rage hit me so hard that I found it hard to breathe. I close my eyes and chuckled which alerted them to my presence. I stare at Susan and she didn’t look that bad apart from her robust breasts. She has dark brown skin, long lashes, a round face, black eyes, and a warm skin tone. I bite my lips as I remember those very hateful words coming back to me like it was yesterday. “Sorry, dear sister. It’s time you disappear.” The audacity it took her to say those words to me and still come here to meet me in the hospital. “Ohh, thank goodness, Ar
Aria’s POV A WEEK LATER I push the thoughts of what had happened with Susan and decided to move on with my plans. Both my parents hadn't called or visited so I wasn't bothered so much about them. Caleb had gotten even more and more suspicious and sometimes, I woke up to find him watching me from my door with a creepy look in his eyes. “Talk about being fucked up.” I mutter to myself as I waited for the makeup artist. I took in a deep breath as I told myself to calm down and observe Maira converse with the guests. She had this aura which shone around her and made people gravitate towards her. She was so excited about the shoot as well. It was for ‘Rouge’ after all and she spent all week sitting and planning while I kept hitting the gym to keep healthy and fit. Soon enough, the stylists were done and I was placed in the “Denim” category. The photographer for the shoot, Julia Ray was known for her dislike for models like “me”. Apparently, in this life, I had the reputation of being a
Aria’s POV After a long day of standing in front of the camera, I was relieved to step outside into the cool evening air. Maira had left earlier with one of them and I quote “handsome male staff.” Not that I could blame her. She was still in that phase. I, however, was worn out and more than willing to go home. I walked to my car and notice that the bright lights had felt blinding, and the smiles I forced felt fake at this point. “Gosh, Julia made me smile and take so many photos. It was as if she was obsessed.” I murmur to myself as I climb into my car, my hands trembling slightly as I turn the key in the ignition. Just as the engine started, my phone buzzed. The name on the screen was unfamiliar. With a deep breath, I answered. “Hello?” “Aria,” a calm but unsettling voice says. “You have a meeting tomorrow. At the park. Don’t be late. Or there will be... consequences.” My stomach twisted. “Who are you?” There was silence, then the line went dead. I sank back into my seat, my h
Aria’s POV“Why do you keep pushing me?” I shot back. “You know they make nothing better and seriously? Checking in on me now? I had an accident weeks ago.”“Because I worry about you!” Caleb’s voice softened a bit. “You think I want to lose them due to your recent crazy acts?”Crazy acts? What the fuck? He thought I was crazy?!I took a deep breath and counted to three… Fuck, it wasn't working! I threw my hands up, not wanting to listen. “I don’t want to talk about this, Caleb! Just drop it!”Caleb looked hurt, his shoulders slumping. “Fine. But you can’t ignore them forever.”I turned away, every part of me pushing him out. “Whatever,” I muttered, feeling guilt sting in my chest. I didn’t want to hurt him, but facing my parents felt impossible.I went to the kitchen and immediately, my phone rang. The same caller ID from the creep yesterday.“Hello?” I said, trying to keep my voice steady.“Is this Aria?” a smooth, deep voice replied.“Yes, who’s this?” I asked, my pulse quickening.
Aria’s POVGavin stepped closer, his voice dropping. “Your parents have hidden a lot from you. And you deserve to know the truth.”“Let’s sit,” he suggested, pointing to a nearby bench.We settled down, and he leaned in closer, his expression serious. “What I’m about to tell you could shake everything you believe about your life.”My heart raced. “I’m ready.”He took a deep breath. “Your parents made a deal that put you in the middle of a dangerous game. They’ve kept you away from the truth and everyone who could help you.”The ground felt like it was shifting beneath me. I was confused as hell “What kind of deal?”Gavin’s eyes narrowed. “They’ve been lying about your past. And that’s why you need to listen. You have the power to break free.”As he spoke, I felt the weight of every word. I was finally hearing something different than what I had been told my whole life.I was about to respond when my phone buzzed. I glanced at it, a text from Caleb flashing on the screen. "Are you okay
Aria’s POVI took a seat on the couch, picking at the hem of my shirt while I waited. The seconds felt like minutes, each ticking second bringing me closer to the inevitable conversation with my parents.Caleb returned from the kitchen, holding a snack in his hands. “You alright?” he asked, concern returning.“Yeah, just… waiting,” I replied, glancing at the clock. The hands seemed to crawl forward, slowing down time intentionally.“Want some chips?” he offered, holding the bag out to me.I shook my head. “No thanks. I’m not hungry.”“Suit yourself,” he said, plopping down next to me. “I guess I’ll grab the popcorn for when the fireworks start.”“Very funny,” I said, leaning back and trying to relax. “It’ll be more like a funeral than a fireworks show.”He looked at me and smiled.“You're seeming more and more of old you these days.”That remark made me rethink. I was crazy for even thinking I could get along with this bastard. I turned to face the door and after what felt like an ete
Aria’s POVMy heart sank. I had been so caught up with my parents that I forgot about the serious situation with Gavin. “Maira, I have to deal with something else. I’ll be back in a minute, okay?”“Sure! Just don’t be too long,” she replied, giving me a reassuring smile.I stepped out into the hallway and leaned against the wall, quickly typing back to Gavin. [What do you mean by risky?]His reply came almost instantly. [You’re not safe right now. We need to meet. Can you come to the park again?]Nerves prickled across my skin. “Okay,” I typed back. [When?][Meet me tonight at eight. Bring anyone you trust.]I frowned, hesitating at the last part. Should I bring Maira? I didn’t want her involved in my mess, but I also wanted someone to back me up.[I’ll bring Maira. Is it really that serious?][Yes, it is. Don’t worry just yet. I’ll explain everything.]I took a deep breath, knowing I had to face the situation. I headed back to my room to find Maira scrolling through her phone, her