ARIA POV
I wake up at 10:47am to sunlight and silence.
No alarm. No bus. No Russo yelling “line!”
For a second I panic. Where am I?
Right. The Morrettis house.
My phone has 3 texts.
Marco: _Breakfast in the kitchen whenever_
Nico: _You alive??_
Dante: _Soup left in fridge. Heat it._
No one’s asking if I’m okay. They’re just... leaving space.
I shower. The water is hot. I didn’t pay for it. That feels weird.
I pull on jeans and one of Marco’s hoodies I stole from the laundry room. It’s huge and smells like him.
The house is alive when I come down.
Luca is on the phone in the living room, pacing. “I don’t care what Caruso wants. She’s not getting it.” He sees me and stops. “Morning.”
“Morning,” I say.
He nods and goes back to his call.
Nico is on the floor playing a video gam
