~ NYSSA
Aria walked into the kitchen like she owned it, her hands crossed over her chest.
"Great! You're both awake," she announced, walking over to one of the empty chairs.
She lowered herself into it, glancing over my plate then up at her brother. "Is there any more for me?"
"No, because you shouldn't be here," Rowan said coolly. "Is there a reason you're in our house this early?"
"Are we all forgetting what happened yesterday?" she asked.
She reached for a piece of my toast but Rowan was quicker. He grabbed her wrist firmly. "Don't."
She rolled her eyes. "So fucking bossy. Fine, I'll leave her food alone, but we still have to talk."
I lifted a piece of my toast and bit into it, needing to appear busy.
I may have squashed the confusion with Rowan, but I still wasn't sure how Aria felt about the whole thing. Each time she mentioned yesterday, her nose scrunched up in disgust like she had tasted something foul.
