Ethan
I stared down at Aria, her head resting on my chest, her soft snores filling the quiet room. She looked so peaceful in her sleep, her lips parted slightly, her hair spilling over my arm. My chest ached just watching her, because all I could think about was how the hell I was supposed to tell her that everything she thought she knew about her parents was a lie.
How could I look into those bright, trusting eyes and say her father wasn't the man she believed him to be? That he had dipped his hands into dangerous waters she couldn't even imagine. That he wasn't just careless with money he was into drugs. Drugs. The very thing she despises with all her being.
Truth? Last night nearly broke me. Walking into the house, seeing her face light up with worry, with care... it almost made me l
