Aria’s POV
I woke the next morning to the sound of birds chirping at the window, their cheerful calls filtering through the thin curtains. The room was still cramped and modest, but I'd somehow managed to get a peaceful night's rest. Or rather, my body felt relaxed after the explosive release of the previous night, loose and languid in a way it hadn't been in months.
The doorbell started ringing insistently, pulling me further from sleep. I could hear it echoing through the small room, demanding attention. Damien was in the bathroom. I could hear the shower running, which explained why he hadn't answered it.
"Hold on," I muttered, my voice barely above a whisper as I rolled over.
That's when I realised I was completely naked, the sheets tangled around my legs, my nightgown nowhere to b
