Aria's pov:
Things have been going great between Xander and me. He's back to being the old Xander, even better than before.
Being around him feels so right. I left content as I nestled on the couch with Xander, wrapped up in the soft glow of the movie. His tongue explored every inch of my mouth as our kiss wove into the background noise of the film, creating a private world within its scenes. Suddenly, Xander's phone buzzed persistently in his pocket, shattering our tranquility. I gently pulled away, suggesting, "You might want to pick that up."
Xander let out a reluctant groan as he retrieved his phone and answered the call with a serious demeanor. He excused himself to answer the call.
When he returned, a weighty expression lingered on his face. "We gotta go to the healers," he announced, leaving me slightly taken aback.
"Right now?" I questioned, the surprise evident in my voice.
Xander nodded, urgency etched in his eyes.
