She found several missed calls.
She only found Yvonne Finley's in the call log, and dialed her number.
The phone was picked up almost instantly.
A trembling voice came from Yvonne Finley: "Aria, Aria can you wait for me? Don't do anything foolish, everything can start over, okay?"
Aria squinted, looking at the sunrise: "Yvonne, I'm really tired."
"Don't feel sorry for me, today's path is one I've longed for many sleepless nights. Now, I've witnessed that person being punished, I have no more obsessions. Half my life... it's too bitter, I... I genuinely can't hold on anymore."
Downstairs.
Yvonne Finley virtually raced down the street; she knew the specifics through the news. She nearly stumbled out of her car, legs so weak that she almost fell. If it weren't for Grace Webb who was quick to support her, she wouldn't even be able to run.
