CAMILLA POV
Aria came back from school that day with her usually bright cat eyes looking somewhat dull and downcasted. I immediately noticed the change in her manner, and I felt concerned. Setting down the vegetables I was chopping for dinner, I knelt to her.
"What's wrong, honey?" I asked, brushing her hair out of her face slightly.
Aria hesitated for a moment; her lower lip trembled. "Tomorrow is our school's Skill Acquisition Day," she said in a small voice. "I'm in the crochet unit, but they want our parents to come."
I frowned, sensing there was more to the story. "Did you tell your dad about it?"
She nodded, on the verge of tears. "I told him, but he always forgets anything about my school. I know he won't come."
I ached for her. "Oh, Aria…
She lifted her eyes
