Aria's pov
“Aria.”
His voice was low, almost rough. “You’re thinking about Aiden right now.”
I stood up immediately. “What? No, I’m not.”
He gave me a look…I knew that look — that quiet, dangerous edge — and I also knew I had just a few minutes to make him understand before he lost the small bit of control he was still holding onto.
“Wait, wait,” I said quickly, reaching out to him, pressing my hands against his chest
just to make some type of connection in this moment
“I know how this looks. But I want you, I really do. It’s just… it wouldn’t be fair to Aiden.”
He said nothing, but his jaw clenched tighter.
“I don’t think he’s out there cheating on me right now,” I continued, “but I’ve been with you—constantly. And tomorrow we’ll sign the divorce papers properly. So if you can
