DANTE'S POV
I didn’t know what to expect when I asked Aria that question. A part of me was scared that she would actually ask me to leave, that she would enforce the barriers she had already set, that she would put up those walls and shut me out.
But she didn’t.
“Do you really know how to make soup?” she asked instead.
“Yeah. The one that comes from the can,” I told her, and she burst out laughing.
“What? Isn’t that the soup thing?” I asked, and that seemed to make her laugh even harder.
“What’s so funny? Isn’t that how you make soup?” I asked, feigning a frown. But deep down, I was just happy to see her laughing.
“No, you’re basically just heating it up,” she said when her laughter had died down a bit. Though she was still smiling so hard, I wondered if her cheeks hurt.
“Oh,” I sa
