Aria's POV
"Okay, so what am I supposed to be doing when you're out at meetings and getting some work done?" I asked Marco a couple of days later while we were having breakfast.
He was dressed in a black button-up and black slacks, not a complete suit, and he had a cup of coffee in one hand and a surprised look on his face.
"What?"
"For two days, I've been in this house like you asked. I've basically explored every single inch of it. I'm not allowed to leave, and I have no one to talk to. What am I supposed to be doing while you're working?" I repeated, being as clear as possible.
So far, I had gotten through two days without any near misses with Marco, but having nothing to do was driving me insane, and I was willing to push my luck if it meant I had something to do with my life.
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