ARIA'S POV
We sat across from each other and didn't move, the radiator did what it always did at this hour and neither of us said anything until the sound faded.
Then I said: "Tell me the rest."
He looked at me.
"Aria-"
"The rest, Dominic," I said. "All of it. In order."
Something shifted in his face. Not the warmth dropping exactly. More like a man who had been holding something for a long time and understood, looking at me now, that the holding was finished. That I was not going to accept anything less than the full sequence and he could see this and there was nothing left to manage.
He told me.
He started with Isabella. The three years together, the engagement, the end of it. Her friendship with Sienna, how long it had gone back, the specific depth of a connection I hadn't known
