ARIA’s POV
I watched as he slept soundly on my lap, his features serene and peaceful. His hair was soft beneath my fingertips, and I ran my hand through it gently, careful not to wake him. There was a knock on the door, and I saw Evelyn's face appear in the doorway. Her smile was sly, knowing, and I felt a prickle of unease. She surveyed the scene before her, taking in the sight of the two of us. A chuckle escaped her lips, low and mischievous. The sound grated on my nerves, and I felt a knot of anxiety form in my stomach. I knew she was about to make things difficult.
“He looks peaceful”. She said, taking a seat next to Matteo’s body stretched out on the bed. "He's never been like this with me," she said, her smile a twisted, cruel thing. Her words sent a chill down my spine, and I felt
