Aria's POV
I paced barefoot across Maya's apartment, my feet padding against the hardwood floor in an endless loop. Living room to kitchen. Kitchen to living room. My mind was spinning so fast I could barely think straight.
Maya sat curled up on her couch, a bowl of popcorn balanced on her growing belly, chewing with the kind of deliberate loudness that could wake the dead. Crunch. Crunch. Crunch.
"Slow down with the pacing, would you?" She popped another kernel into her mouth. "You're making me dizzy."
"You have no idea what's running through my mind right now." I pressed my hands to my temples. "My head is going to explode."
"Well, it'll explode faster if you keep pacing around like a lost sheep." Crunch. Crunch.
"Yes! Maybe I am losing my mind, because I can't place it. I can't
