ARIA
“This is Aria. I’m done with my internship, and I’m ready to take up the new opportunity.”
The moment I ended the call, I let out a long breath I did not even realize I had been holding. My hands were shaking slightly, not from fear, but from excitement. For the first time in a long while, I felt like I had stepped into my own life properly, not as someone assisting, waiting, or hoping, but as someone choosing.
My phone buzzed again almost immediately.
Luca.
“Done already?” he texted.
I smiled. “Completely done.”
“Good,” he replied. “I’m starving. Dinner?”
I laughed softly to myself. “You always are.”
“That is because I wait all day to eat with you.”
I rolled my eyes even though he could not see me. “I’ll meet you.”
I rushed home and changed quickly, choosing comfort over a
