"Katherine, please believe me!" Aria sat at her vanity, resting her forehead on her hands, her voice lowered, "I have a good read on men, and he's really dangerous."
She had emergency contraception in front of her, which she had picked up from the pharmacy that morning.
Just thinking about the scene made her blush with embarrassment.
But Aria didn't dare not take it.
After she returned to her room last night, she spent a long time in the bathroom, frightened by the amount of semen left inside her.
On the other end of the phone, Katherine's voice was icy: "Okay, I got it. I'm still busy right now, we'll talk later."
"But—" Aria started to say.
"Enough." Katherine's tone grew angrier: "It's always like this with you, I'm really tired of it. Can't you stop overthinking things?"
With that, the line went dead with a beep.
