Aria’s POV
"Good morning, guys," I said as calmly as I could manage, trying desperately to hold back my laughter. I could feel Maya beside me, shaking with barely contained giggles like she was about to lose it completely, but I was determined not to let her amusement affect me. Not here. Not right now. This situation required diplomacy, not humour.
"Good morning, Aria," Damien said, his voice notably more subdued than it had been moments ago.
"Good morning, sweetheart." Julian immediately moved toward me, pulling me closer with his hand on my waist, and pecked me on the lips. The sound was loud and deliberate, like a camera shutter announcing a moment captured. I saw Damien roll his eyes so dramatically, I'm surprised they didn't get stuck. "I made you tea, honey."
He handed me a deli
