Aria’s POV
I awkwardly pulled away from Sophia’s embrace, not bothering to fake a smile. The last thing I wanted was to stand there and entertain whatever game she would be playing.
My skin prickled with unease as I turned to Jameson. “I need to use the bathroom,” I said, hoping for a quick escape. As I turned to leave, Julian's voice cut in.
“Isn’t it bad manners not to greet me?” My eyes snapped to him, we held gazes before I felt the fury I had buried from our last encounter came rushing back.
His words before I left the house still stung like fresh wounds. I refused to entertain him so I turned to leave, but before I could take a step, Sophia reached out for my wrist, her grip tightened around it.
“We flew all the way from Australia to Italy to attend this party, and my own siste
