ARIA
The whole incident with Savon left me shaken in ways I did not expect. I was angry at him, disappointed in myself, and heartbroken over the loss of what I thought was a genuine friendship. Savon had been one of the few people who made Aveline feel like home to me. He had been kind, attentive, and steady, and I had trusted him enough to let my guard down. Realizing that trust had almost cost me my safety left a bitter taste in my mouth that refused to fade.
By the time I got home, my emotions were tangled and heavy. I did not want to be alone with my thoughts, and I did not want to pretend I was fine when I clearly was not. So I did the one thing that always grounded me. I called Luca.
He picked up on the second ring.
“Ari boo,” he said softly. He fondly called me that. “Are you ok
