Aria's POV
Isaac stood there, confused.
He didn't understand why I acted so differently today.
The car drove away.
From the rearview mirror, I saw Isaac still standing there.
I returned to my quiet apartment.
Staring at my laptop, I was saving the "rebirth" scent requirements Jane sent.
Whenever I worked on a blend, I turned off my phone to focus completely.
For three days and nights, I barely slept.
I spent every hour mixing herbs and crystals.
When the last drop of golden fragrance finally settled in the vial, I smiled.
This was my fresh start.
I was finally free.
But the moment I turned my phone on, it vibrated crazily.
Dozens of missed calls and messages popped up.
They were all from Julian.
“Isaac has a fever. Get to the hospital now!”
“Damn it, Aria! Where are you? Y
