Arya’s POV
I see him return, and it's evident what I've been avoiding: his men move as soon as they see him, and I move along with them.
"I have to go; I think it's late."
"Gloria, do you want me to drop you off at your house?" Gloria happily gets up from the sofa, grabbing her bag without hesitation.
"Yes, yes, please."
"Arya, my friend, see you tomorrow. Call me when you leave the clinic."
"How quickly he convinces you."
"I just take the opportunity to meet my brother-in-law," I say, smiling and shaking my head.
"Good night," he says, fixing his gaze on my sketchbook.
"Good night," I say, closing the book.
Everyone moves, and Gloria walks away, excitedly saying goodbye.
She's going to drive me crazy, that's for sure.
As they leave, I walk to the bedroom where I can see the ch
