LOGINAria's PovI don’t think I slept more than twenty minutes at a time. I kept tossing around, turning left and right and flipping my pillow in different directions but nothing helped the anxiety. My body was tired, but my mind refused to settle and every time I closed my eyes, my brain started running around. The sun felt like it took forever to go down, and when it finally did, my restlessness doubled . I swung my legs off the bed, slipped into the first comfortable outfit I found, and walked out of the room before I could convince myself to stay put. The house was quiet as I padded down the stairs, and before I even reached the bottom, I knew exactly where I was going.Rico’s study. His door was partially closed and light spilled from underneath it. I knocked twice and pushed it open when he said, “Come in.”He was at his desk, sleeves rolled up and glasses halfway down his nose. And he looked up at me immediately I stepped in.“Hey,” I said. “Hey.”“I’m ready,” He blinked. “For w
Aria's povI watched the sleek black car rolled slowly down the driveway and out through the gates as it disappeared into the night. Rico's guest had finally left. I had been upstairs for the past hour pretending to read, but my eyes had kept drifting toward the door. Each minute had stretched agonisingly as I couldn't wait for him to finish. I stood from the bed before I could talk myself out of it, pressed my hands down my dress to smoothen it even though it didn’t need smoothing, and headed out of the study. The hallway felt strangely long and halfway through I almost turned back, but I forced myself to keep going.By the time I reached his office door, my palms were damp. Taking a deep breath, I lifted my hand and knocked twice, gently and a brief silence followed. “Come in.” He finally called. I pushed the door open first, peeked in. “Can I?”He looked up from the papers scattered across his desk. “Of course.”I stepped inside and closed the door carefully behind me.His of
Aria's Pov.I didn’t want to stay upstairs and pretend I wasn’t hearing the low rumble of voices coming from Rico’s study. I didn't know who the third party was but I could definitely hear Dane. The three of them had been in there for almost an hour, and every time the house fell quiet, my stomach twisted and even though they weren't necessarily loud, I could tell it had to do with the case. “Okay,I need air” I said to myself and slipped out of the chair I had been trying to write. I went out into the hallway and down the stairs and out into the back garden. Immediately the cool breeze hit me, I was grateful I stepped out. In that moment, it felt like the only place in this house that wasn’t suffocating.I followed the path, dragging my fingers lightly over the hedge as I walked, the sound of the small fountain trickling somewhere behind me. I spotted a small stone bench tucked under one of the trees and decided to sat down and catch my breath. I closed my eyes for a moment and I le
Ricos PovI barely slept and with the way Aria kept turning, I was sure she didn’t either. She drifted in and out, breathing unevenly and jerking awake every time she heard a door shut or someone’s footsteps in the hallway. And by the time the sun had risen fully, her eyes were swollen and red, and her fingers were still tangled with mine like she was afraid something would snatch me away if she let go.At eight-thirty, I got a call.“Hello, boss. There is a detective here for you,” Luca said from the hallway and Aria tensed immediately.I squeezed her hand. “You’re not doing this alone.”She nodded, but she looked like she was seconds away from getting sick.I helped her sit up and she pulled her knees close.“I can’t talk to strangers about this,” she whispered. “Rico, I can’t say those words again.”“You won’t,” I said. “Just answer what’s necessary and I’ll step in if it gets too heavy.”“But what if I freeze?”“You freeze, you stop and I will take over. I promised yout that, didn
Rico’s POVAria was sitting on the edge of the bed when I walked back into her room later that evening. The lights were dim and the curtains had been pulled down and she looked… tired. She had eye bags and wrinkles around her eyes and they weren't there before all of these. Her shoulders were stiff and her eyes distant as her fingers rubbed circles over her stomach.“You’re back early,” she murmured without looking up.“Yeah, I wanted to talk to you,” I said.That made her raise her head but her expression didn’t change even though I saw the hand still on her stomach like she was preparing for something heavy.I walked over and sat beside her and for a moment, I didn’t speak because I didn’t even know where to start from. Everything had been moving too fast around us and she was still trying to breathe through the trauma of what she’d seen so I had to be careful with my words.But if I didn’t say this now, I probably never would.“Aria…” My voice sounded rougher than I intended. “Th
Rico's Pov When I got back to the house, I contemplated checking on her but I didn't want to wake her. There was too much noise in my head and I needed to silence it so I went downstairs, poured myself a drink and sat there with it until it lost the cold feel and started getting warm in my hand.The night dragged and heavy, and every time I closed my eyes I saw Aria where I’d found her shaking, barely able to speak, covered in a kind of grief earlier. At five pm, I couldn't sit still any more so I went back upstairs to check on her. Luca stepped away from the wall when he saw me approaching the door. He didn’t say anything but his eyes flicked toward the handle like he was silently acknowledging that she was awake.I knocked once.“Come in.”Her voice sounded exhausted and I pushed the door open. She was curled up in the armchair by the window, her knees drawn up as far as the bump allowed and she was staring through the glass like it held answers. The sun was going down and the y







