How Old Is Aria On Pretty Little Liars 소설 & 이야기

Luke asked. “Luke,” Aria scolded outright this time. Dropping his gaze, Luke kicked at the carpet. “I was just asking.” “It’s okay,” I told Aria. “It’s normal for kids to be curious. I don’t mind the questions.” “So have you?” Luke asked, looking up again. “Yes,” I said. They weren’t great memories at any occasion, but there was no reason to share that with a child. I pondered over how old they must be. Aria left five years ago, so they had to be younger than that. I wasn’t good at gauging the ages of children, having never spent much time around them.

Aria let out a breath before walking past everyone, mumbling apologies here and there, as she walked past their large bodies Aria was 5'5 which was quite small for a woman her age, but she loved it. She walked into her lecture for today which was English, mumbling a little greeting to the Teacher. Aria sat in the middle row, so she could get assets to the board well. With that, the teacher closed the door as the last student walked in. Let's get this over with Was Aria's last thought before bringing out her pink notebook? ___________________________________ 4 hours later

“Alright, sass queen. Want me to check the attic? Pretty sure there’s some old board games and puzzles up there from when we were kids.” Aria’s face scrunched instantly. “Ugh. That attic? I saw the biggest spider of my life up there when I was ten. Like, it had knees. Knees, Kade.” Kade burst out laughing, nearly choking on a bite of his apple. “Jesus, you’re such a baby.” He shook his head. “What’s it gonna do—challenge you to a duel? Spin a web of doom?” Aria mock-shivered. “You’re going up there, not me.”

“You accuse Vivian of trying to poison Grandma and you still didn’t apologize.” I folded my arms and arched a brow. “How old are you again?” He blinked. “What?” “I said, how old?” “Twenty-nine. Why…” “So you’re older than me by ten years?” His jaw twitched. “What—no—you—” I tapped my chin as if deep in thought. “Aisshhh. Wait. Not ten. Even if I was nineteen. Four years. Typical Arianna is twenty-five.” I smirked. “But honestly, a nineteen-year-old has a clearer IQ than you lot.”

Why did his smile have to drop… I have to admit it made him look cute. I tried to speak, but my voice caught in my throat. I cleared my throat and tried again. "I'm fine," I said. "But... who is this?" The little girl looked up at me and smiled. "I'm Aria," she said. "And you are...?" I forced a smile back at her, trying to compose myself. "I'm Rachel," I said. "Nice to meet you, Aria." Darius smiled at her, ruffling her hair, and I could see the pride in his eyes. "Aria is my daughter," he said. "She's 7 years old."

“Leave? To go where?” “To the rogues.” The way his eyes narrowed made her chest tighten, but she didn’t falter. “Why?” She continued, her voice steady. “My mentor—Shadow—raised me as his own before his mate gave birth to their only child. His mate had complications with childbirth. That child is turning nine tomorrow.” Kael stayed silent. Aria played with her fingers. Her eyes dropped to the floor as she continued. “She’s… she’s like a little sister to me. I can’t miss her birthday. He’s the closest thing I have to family.”

Azrael frowned, a very bad sign. I stepped forward before anyone could stop me. “She’s allowed,” I said. Kael looked at me sharply. “Aria.” “She’s not a threat,” I said, certainty ringing through me. “And if she is, then she’s exactly the kind that punishes fear.” The girl looked no older than eight. Dark hair braided with simple string, eyes too old for her face. She took in the estate with polite curiosity, then focused on me. “You’re the line,” she said matter-of-factly.

, Aria said calmly, although her voice was shrill enough to almost break glass by the last sentence. “He was playing with his friends an hour ago, and now he’s gone. They don’t seem to know where he went too”, Grupert’s voice was unshaken even in the face of Aria’s rapid fire questioning, but it didn’t serve to cool Aria down, if anything, it made her angrier. She grabbed her new car key and dashed out her room and down the stairs. Her baby was missing. Grupert could find anybody on the planet, but he couldn’t find her baby in his own school?

“Piss off Adrian, she's off limit” “Aren't they all?” A different voice chirped in, “just an introduction won't hurt.” I looked around, different figures sat on different parts of the room, most eyes were on me, interested in who I was, the rest either didn't care or couldn't be bothered to care. “She's Aria, Alpha's blood bound.” She finally responded. The room fell silent instantly, the type where if a pin dropped all would hear. “She looks fragile,” a voice whispers.