Aria's POV:
I’m not saying I’m afraid of Nathaniel.
I’m not afraid of anybody - not even death.
But I would be lying if I said the face Nathaniel is giving me isn’t terrifying.
Not ten minutes ago, the airport was bustling with people. Now, barely a few people divert their attention toward the table I’m sitting at. This morning, I woke up and zipped up my luggage, then left without a single goodbye.
Heartless? Yes.
I knew what I did would make Cynthia and everyone else upset, but after a few minutes to cool down their heads, they would understand why I left early instead of waiting until the afternoon.
My flight back home isn’t till 4 pm.
I didn’t feel safe waiting until that time to drive off.
So, I called a cab and saluted the town.
Despite all my efforts to keep my actions as
