Aria's POV
Outsiders.
My chest tightened. I'd been one my whole life…
"Oh," I breathed, more startled than I meant to sound.
For a heartbeat, I actually considered staying inside. Turning around. Locking the door.
Running, like always.
But then Lana looked up at me with those bright, eager eyes, tiny fingers curled around my shirt like I was her entire world. My resolve softened instantly.
For her, I reminded myself. Just breathe. Just act normal.
Florence gave a few more instructions before someone called her away. She pointed me toward the park, and then she was gone, moving briskly, not the least bit worried.
I followed her directions toward the park. As soon as I neared the entrance, the sounds hit me—rolling stroller wheels, soft chatter, overlapping voices. My hearing sharp
