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ced was the cool sensation on my forehead. Fo

dream at all. Someone was dabbin

tensed

ere she was: Aria. Smiling down at me as if

oft voice reached my

t's her default setting. I bru

was sharper than I intended, bu

were obvious. "I thought I would help." She set

we land in Italy. So, technically, good

dn't ask for your help," I

rugged her shoulders. Then as if re

elp rewarm your leftovers. I noticed

rtly. I wanted to stretch my stif

as about setting in. I tried to force it out of my thoughts, so I

aw tightened as I stared at th

lp there? The though

my fingers curling tightly around the edges

amming my palm against t

ting seat that allows easy transfer to the toilet. T

me from behind me. I gritted my

e it obvious I was anything but. As if underst

ore she stood up and headed to the bathroom's direction. Taking th

e, the sound as if mocking me. I ex

cted. I glanced over, noticing her damp hair and

t realize the words had

tilting her head with he

said quickly,

" She said, walking past me and san

sit or taken care of by

ovel. "Here. This might help pas

her reaching for it. She settled the

anything," she said nonchalantly as sh

d at her words. I jerk

expression faltered after turn

she shook her head, "Never mind. If you don't

nto her seat, slipped on a pair of ridiculou

n, completely absorbed in

asking many questions. I leaned back in my chair, staring a

good idea, pushing us to celebrate a goddamn ho