Xavier’s POV
“Wait, what?” I asked, surprised.
“You heard me right, Xavier,” she said in a low voice.
I went silent for a while, not knowing how to respond without upsetting her.
“Are you sure about this?” I stammered.
“Yes, Xavier! I want it now,” she said firmly.
“I understand, but don't you think we should take it slow?” I asked, trying to meet her gaze, but she avoided eye contact.
“Are we doing this or not?” she said, her voice still low. The fact that she remained calm despite my questions and hesitation scared me.
“We will, but I want you to be certain,” I replied. She immediately stood up from my lap, picked up her gown, walked towards her clothes hanger, and grabbed a robe instead.
She sat down at the table and started reading a book with a serious expression.
“Aria!” I
