Chapter 35

Aria

Let me tell you, I’ve been lying in bed for what feels like a century trying to sleep. But it’s not happening. My brain’s doing the Olympics of overthinking, and the main event is Lucas the Jerk. The fact that he didn’t even bother to check on me? Yeah, that stings more than I care to admit.

I’m mid-sulk when the door swings open without so much as a knock. My heart does this stupid leap, thinking maybe it’s Lucas, but nope, it’s Mia and Lily. Great.

I groan like a dying animal and yank the covers over my head. Maybe if I play dead, they’ll leave.

“Aria… you good?” Mia’s voice is way too chipper for my current mood. I feel the bed dip as she plops down, and before I can say, “Leave me alone,” she starts tugging at the covers.

“Aria, come on.”

“Go away!” I whine, clutching the blanket like my life depends on it. But Mia? That girl has the strength of a goddamn warrior, and she yanks the covers clean off. I glare at them both, looking li