ROMAN's POV
The gut-punching extra-strength sensation showered over me the next morning. The whole of yesterday had passed in a haze, stuck in my mind like a burnt record; each memory further drained away. I would then think of Aria and how, when looking at me, her eyes mirrored accusation and absolute fury, and a wave of fear followed. Giving her a chance to beat me, to use against me what she knew was no good. Therefore, I had to pull the rug from under her. I had to find a way to sabotage her digging operations any deeper.
But how did she come to know about the file? And how did she go about looking for that picture? I tried to look back into my mind, wondering if, for once, I had let my guard down and somehow slipped up. But I could think of nothing. It was almost as though she coul
