Aria’s POV
Lying on my bed, I stared at my phone screen for a while, a sheepish smile on my lips. I glanced at the wall clock, past 11 PM, I heaved a sigh before finally typing out a message.
“Are you asleep already?” I texted Mia, biting my lips anxiously. I was inwardly hoping and praying for her to respond soon.
And ding! Her response come in shortly.
“Nope. What’s up?”
A huge smile plastered on my lips. I hesitated for a moment as I thought of how to explain how I feel to her, then grinned as I typed.
“He told me he was hungry.”
A typing bubble appeared immediately.
“And?”
I thought for a second before responding.
“I made dinner for him.”
“And?”
I frowned slightly. What was she getting at?
“He ate it gracefully.”
“And?”
Now my frowned deepened.
“I wished him goodnight.”
