ARIA'S POV:
By the time I had recovered from the shock of finding the mysterious elder's picture in my mom's diary, it was already six a.m.
No matter how much I tried to force myself to sleep, I just couldn't. So I just laid in bed, doing nothing but staring at the ceiling. My mind was a battlefield. The thoughts in my head just kept ramming into each other.
A knock at the door brought me back to my senses.
"Come in." I said.
Auntie Lilian walked in, surprised to see me in bed looking at the ceiling.
"Good morning, Aunty Lillian." I greeted, not taking my eyes off ceiling.
"Morning too, Aria." She said, looking at me with confused eyes.
She left for the bathroom to fix me a bath. When she was done, she went to my wardrobe to bring out my clothes for the morning and
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