AUBREY Oh heavens, why did he call my name like that? The intensity in his voice makes my stomach flip. Does he want to talk about last night? I cringe inwardly, imagining how mortifying that conversation would be. As he approaches, something catches my eye – marks on his arms. My brows furrow as I study the distinct crescent shapes. Are those... nail marks? My heart starts racing. Where did he get those? "Hmm," Aria hums, her voice dripping with mischief. "Aria," I warn, dread creeping in. "What did you do?" "Don't hate me, but I thought it would be best..." she trails off, and suddenly, the locked memories from last night come rushing back like a flood. Oh, my Goddess!
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