Twenty One.

Aria’s POV

I waited and waited for Ryan to follow me, but he doesn’t come. Instead he keeps himself away. Maybe it was for the best. I was angry and frustrated and as soon as I walked out the room, I knew I had overreacted, but there was no way I was going back in there.

Laying on the bed, I look down at the tiny bump that had formed. I was still undecided about it. If I kept it, I would only let it down anyway, I wasn’t exactly a great role model. But it would make Ryan and Atlas happy. That was unless Frederick somehow got his hands on me.

We have been through this. This is our baby. Why are you not connecting with it?

I didn’t know why, but she was right. I didn’t feel anything for it.

You are just not trying. Stop thinking of all the bad shit and enjoy this.

‘It doesn’t help when there is still dodgy stuff going on. Like why is Mel pretending to be someone else? Does Jacob even know or is he in on it? Then don’t forget there is the small problem of my biological father oh and the