Aria
“Why the f**k did you keep this away from me?” Lucas asks, his voice sharp and cutting. His glare is practically stabbing holes in me. “Aria, that person literally threatened your f*****g life. How could you not tell me?”
I sigh, dragging a hand through my hair like it might somehow calm the storm brewing between us. “I didn’t want to bother you or make you worry.”
“Well, now I’m bothered and worried, Aria. That you even thought it was okay to keep this from me.” He snaps the words, pulling on his jacket with a kind of restrained fury that makes my stomach flip.
“I’m sorry, Lucas. I really am,” I mumble, feeling the sting of guilt.
“Come on.” He grabs my arm and pulls me toward the door without waiting for a response. “We’re going there. Now.”
My heart lurches in my chest. I’ve
