Aria’s POV
When I arrived at the breakfast table, I found Jones, Ben, Carter, and Matteo already seated. The mood was somber, the silence almost deafening. I noticed that Mrs. Fletcher had removed all the chairs from the far end of the table, leaving only the chair next to Matteo.
I took my seat, feeling exhausted and drained, but I had at least managed to take a long bath and fix my hair before coming to breakfast. I ate silently, matching the atmosphere already in the room when a blonde woman in heels walked into the room. She was beautiful, like a woman pulled right off the magazines. She kissed Matteo on his cheek and looked around the table, searching for a chair. She didn’t care if I saw or if I was present. She had claimed him in front of us all. I gulped anytime I took a bite of
