LUCA
“Hello, Aria. Hello?”
The line went dead.
I stared at my phone, hoping it might suddenly come back to life if I willed it hard enough. I tried calling again immediately, then again, and again. Each time, the call refused to connect.
The wind outside howled louder than before. It was dry, sharp, and never-ending. The storm they had warned about, that hindered me from returning to Aveline for a short while, had grown worse, thick clouds rolling across the sky like a bad omen. I pulled my jacket closer around myself, though the cold had nothing to do with the chill spreading through my chest.
I hope she does not think I cut the call on her.
That thought alone made my stomach twist.
I should not have raised my voice. I should not have sounded so harsh. I was frustrated, yes, but th
