Dante's POV
Despite my father's warnings to pull my s**t together, I couldn't stop thinking about Aria and how I didn't get to tell her about my plan. I wondered what was going through her mind and what she thought of me after reading the papers. It couldn't have been anything good.
I knew I should have texted her, but I didn’t want to take any chances in case Marco got the pictures beforehand and went through her phone. We already had an agreement not to text each other except when necessary, or when we knew Marco wasn’t around.
Apart from how she felt, I knew I had to find a way to see her and talk to her, even if it was just to clear things up or assure her that I was working on what I had promised. But I feared that opportunity wouldn’t come anytime soon.
Except I made the opportun
