I was ready to fight...

**Aria's POV**

The sound of his rejection to my ears was sweet-and-sour.

It was a music my heart involuntarily danced to in many beats, each beat a string of its music.

Everywhere spin around me in three- sixty degrees as I danced to this music, everything spanned until I could hear my heart faintly beating with each step I took.

I walked out slowly out of the room and at first, I had thought myself of being in a kind of dream or perhaps another nightmare.

The worst of it kind, with the way the scenes were playing out, I was certain it was never going to end in a happily ever after for me.

“Could all this be real?” I thought to myself again.

Yet no matter how hard I tried to think about the whole situation.

I was unable to wrap my actual mind around the fact that I might have been used and dumped, as funny as it may sound.

The quarters where the maids stayed was only a few walks away from where I was, but reaching my doorknob to me felt like a walk to eternity.

Each step I took came