Aria walked home alone. She doesn't have any companion with her. Running into Prince isn't what she intended to, but when she's about to call a taxi cab, a car horn honked. Aria's puffy eyes looked up, sniffing gently, and have known she'd regret it for a while.
Aria gasped, hitching her breath, trying to calm down, but her body won't even give up on the ease.
Prince has been waiting for her already. Before she comes off to work, Prince was sitting inside his car for an hour. He never moved or roll down his window. He just watched… how she worked silently inside the Beauty's Flowers.
Prince eventually decided to climb down but he never had a chance to do so. Bryce came up at the other side of the street earlier, and Prince had to back down. If Bryce managed to find out he's following Aria, too, he'd be doomed. Though, Bryce doesn't know that Prince has been tracking him ever since.
"That wench, Bryce," Prince mumbled a curse.
