Aria’s POV
I sat in my childhood bedroom, the same room I shared with Alina for years. The pink curtains, the twin beds, the small study table. Everything looked the same, but I felt nothing like the little girl who used to live here. I was full of anger. It sat in my chest like a heavy stone.
It had been more than a week since I went to the Vale mansion to switch back with Alina. More than a week since she humiliated me. She stood there with that stupid soft look in her eyes and told me she was not leaving. She was not giving up my life. My husband. My place.
My throat tightened as the memory burned through me.
How Edrick kissed her cheek and smiled at her as if she was his world. He had never looked at me like that. She was asked to stay in my place and she used it as a chance to cha
