[Astoria’s POV]“Morning." Matthew entered, interjecting our conversation.Viktor and I exchanged glances.Matthew looked as though he hadn't slept more than an hour. Dark circles shadowed his eyes, and the smile he offered everyone looked painfully forced.“Good morning,” I greeted nonetheless."Did you sleep well, Astoria?""I... managed," I answered honestly.His tired smile widened slightly. "I'm glad."Before he could say more, we heard footsteps and soon Aria walked in.Unlike yesterday, she wasn't smiling smugly nor did she have her arrogant stance.Instead, she moved with measured elegance before taking her seat opposite Matthew without even sparing him or us any glance.I frowned, noticing her subtly. That was odd. Did they have a fight? Or…what in the world happened that her behaviour was so different from today morning?Matthew quietly poured himself coffee, though I noticed he never once looked directly at Aria. I felt tiny bit happy because at least he hadn’t fogotten my
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