ARIA’S POV
The insistent ring of my phone pulls me from sleep.
I blink against the soft morning light filtering through the curtains, stretch my arms above my head, and realize I actually slept deeply despite everything that happened last night.
My body feels strangely rested, though my mind is still tangled in memories I’d rather forget.
I grab the phone and smile when I see Daisy’s name. “Hey, you.”
“Wassup, girl!” Daisy’s voice bursts through, loud and full of energy.
“I saw your fine ass in the papers this morning on Social Pulse.
Damn, Aria. You looked smoking hot in that dress. Isn’t that the one I ordered from you last season but in a different color? You better send mine.”
I laugh softly, sitting up against the pillows. “Good morning to you too. And yes, it is. I’m glad y
