She exhaled heavily and tried to settle back into bed, hoping to salvage what little sleep she had left. But just as her head hit the pillow, her phone began ringing again.
Aria groaned, her frustration mounting as she sat up. Who could it be this time? She grabbed her phone, prepared to lash out at whoever was disturbing her peace. But the moment she saw the caller ID, her irritation melted away, replaced by confusion and curiosity.
It was Darius.
Her heart skipped a beat. Why was he calling her so early in the morning?
Rubbing her tired eyes, she answered the call and brought her phone to her ear.
"Hello?" she said softly, still half-drowsy.
"Aria, where are you?" Darius's cold, sharp voice came through the line. His tone was clipped, indifferent, and harsher than usual.
