Aria POV
My confession to Rowan startled me.
I’d been thinking about it the past couple of days. I didn’t lie to him. Love was complicated, sticky, a giant mess, and I didn’t know what it really meant to love someone.
I loved Drew as my nanny and a mother figure. I loved Heather as my best friend.
Two people I’d loved had been killed. My mother who I should love without a doubt had been hurt for so long.
I was cursed.
It sounded so stupid, but long into the night, I had thought about it.
Everyone I ever loved or thought I should love ended up hurt.
If anything happened to Rowan, Lucian, Elliot, and Sebastian, I wouldn’t ever forgive myself.
How could I?
They were … everything. How did this happen?
How did it go from me hating those guys to suddenly wanting a life with them? How?
