But the screen was already playing a random TikTok dance.
Aria scrolled up and down, pulling the feed to refresh, but whatever the teenager had been looking at regarding Bella and Leo was gone. The algorithm had refreshed, swallowing the post into the digital void.
"Holy shit," the cashier gasped, her pink bubblegum popping as she stared at the emerald eyes peering over the dark frames. "You're Aria Sinclair!"
Aria flashed a flawless, perfectly practiced celebrity smile and shoved the phone back into the stunned girl's hands.
"Thanks so much, sweetie!" Aria chirped.
She spun on her bare heel and strutted right out the door, leaving the cashier paralyzed in the fluorescent lighting of the pharmacy.
Aria marched back across the dirty sidewalk, yanked the driver's side door of the Maserati open, and slipped back into the bucket seat.
The second she pulled the door shut, Damien held her iPhone out to her.
"Ms. Chen is on the line," he stated dryly. "She sounds... frantic."
