Aria had made a call, but it was made yesterday. She glanced at her phone and suddenly became anxious, blaming herself for forgetting that Ivy was home alone.
"She contacted me last night, and then I forgot about it. Ah, do you think she'll be scared being home alone?"
George constantly reassured Aria, "Don't worry, Ivy is a strong and independent person, and you know that."
That's right, after thinking about it, she really shouldn't be so anxious. Aria leaned against the car window, and when she inadvertently looked outside, she found that the night had become even more enchanting with George by her side.
After returning home with George, Aria hurriedly looked for Ivy, finally finding her in Aria's room.
Aria saw Ivy curled up in bed, looking fair and tender, which made her heart ache.
Aria and George had originally planned to quietly close the door and let Ivy rest well.
However, Ivy was a light sleeper, and the sound of the door opening woke her up.
