Chapter 88 Future Plans
- Aria’s POV
- Back at home, I paced back and forth in the kitchen. Joe was out in the living room, finishing his homework with the television on. I didn’t have the heart to force him to focus, not when I wanted to make certain he wouldn’t overhear this conversation.
- Isabella sat on one of the kitchen chairs, watching me as I walked from the refrigerator to the dishwater and back again.