Aria's POV
Jameson and I returned to the penthouse after Kylie finally chose the cake design she wanted. The whole process had been exhausting, but at least it was settled now.
At the moment, I was in the room with Mia. She had gone shopping earlier and, as a surprise, bought me a few pairs of earrings. My brows lifted when I saw them—long, dangling earrings.
"I’m really curious to see you wearing these.” She held up the earrings with a teasing smile, and I let out a small chuckle, lowering my gaze to the delicate gold pair in my hands.
“Surprisingly, Jameson mentioned this to me today,” I admitted, feeling warmth spread across my face.
“Really?” Her brows lifted with interest as she moved closer, settling beside me on the bed. "So… does that mean you two are good now?"
"Kind of.”
