ARIA’S POV
"I am her father, Aria," he muttered. His blue eyes pierced into mine, I had always pictured a perfect love with Alex after all the sacrifices I had made for us, but this right here, it was freaking two weeks and that perfect love had disappeared into thin air.
I glared at Erin, she was calm and collected, her arms were folded underneath her breast, and she wasn’t saying a word.
“Is that true?” I asked her, my voice was shaky, and my hands were trembling. I was about to lose it all again.
“Aria, I didn’t come here to take Alex as I said, Ivy….” she paused and continued with a much softer tone, " Ivy needs multiple surgeries and this surgery needs multiple blood transfusions, "
"Can't she just get this blood from a blood bank or something? Why does it have to be from Alex?"
