Aria's POV
I did not get much sleep last night with the conversations I had with Johnny and Don Giovanni on replay in my mind. I truly do not know who to trust anymore. Just all this thinking has me exhausted. It does not help much that Stefano decided to drag me out of bed before the sun even made its appearance on the horizon.
“Where are we going?” I ask
“You will see. Now hurry up and dress nice” he says looking at his watch.
I jump back in bed and pull the covers over my head. What is the rush?
“Oh, no! Get up. We must leave within the hour” he says, pulling the covers back, leaving my hair a static mess.
“Where are we going? Stefano you are killing me. It is too early!” I say dragging my hands over my face.
“It is a surprise. Now, stop being so dramatic and get up!” he says, pulling me to my feet.
“I hate surprises” I say dragging myself to the other side of the room.
I could not care less what I look like, I grab the first thing my hand lands on in the wardrobe, which ha
