Damian was standing not too far away from Aria as she took the call. He couldn't help but hear the contents of her call. He tilted his head a little, trying to make sense of the voice message.
“Heyyy...What was that about? Is everything alright?” he asked quietly, placing a hand on her shoulder.
She didn’t even answer immediately. Her stomach was still in knots and it felt like her heart was beating somewhere in her throat. She shook her head, finally , dragging a hand over her face.
“It’s Mila,” she let out a big sigh, closing her eyes for a moment. “She hasn’t been home all day. Since yesterday even. She’s not taking my calls. She didn’t text. Nothing. When I left her at the café yesterday, she never mentioned anything to me. It just doesn't feel...right.”
She didn’t even realize he
