Aria’s POV
"...And that’s everything," I finished, exhaling softly as I clasped my hands together on my lap. Jameson sat on the hospital bed, his back slightly reclined against the pillows, watching me in silence. His dark brown eyes were locked on me, unreadable as ever, and the weight of his gaze made my stomach twist.
I had just told him everything about Adrian, about why I was at Nicholas’ apartment. I expected a reaction. A question. Maybe even a sarcastic remark.
My fingers were still clasped together on my lap, and my heart thudded anxiously as I waited for some kind of response from him.
But he just sat there. Silent. Unmoving.
The lack of reaction made my stomach twist uncomfortably. Was he upset? Annoyed? Did he not care at all?
I shifted uncomfortably. "Did I make your mig
