Theodore and Aria finished their dinner and started leaving the restaurant.
“Aria.” A familiar voice came. She stopped on her way and turned to find Elvira standing there. “Mrs. Steven…” Aria muttered. Theodore’s jaws tightened.
No one could touch a single hair on Aria’s head with him around. He was ready to shield her from any threat. But he stepped back, giving her space.
“Take your time,” he said and stepped into his car. He rested on the driver's seat and lit a cigarette. Anything that takes Aria away from him even for a second drove him crazy.
“Aria, come home. Your dad’s waiting for you,” Elvira pleaded.
“Which home? Which dad? You mean Mr. Steven?” Aria shot back. “Sorry, I’m never stepping foot in that house again.”
Her words were sharp enough to cut like a knife. Even Elvira’s jaw dropped to see her dare.
“You’re trusting that man over your own parents?” Elvira snapped. “In this world, he could betray you any second.”
Aria glanced at Theodore.
“Some stranger’s keeping you
