Elijah (POV)
I paced back and forth across the living room, my chest tight with guilt. I didn’t know what to say or think anymore. How did I not notice Aria leaving? I don’t even like watching TV. But today? I sat still like a statue, watching a full episode while she almost died outside. Because of me.
And Noah…
What does he think he is? Acting all protective after claiming he doesn’t care about her. A few hours ago he said she meant nothing, and now he’s in her room, acting like he owns the place.
I like Aria. I’ve liked her from the beginning. I don’t want competition. Especially not from him.
“Dude, sit down. We found her,” Alex said, snorting while lying on the couch with his phone.
I stopped pacing and stared at him. If Noah was here, I’d be upstairs with Aria right now. That g
