Chapter 25 Aria
- Aria
- I twist and turn in bed, my mind replaying the way Gray was looking at me today, the way his fingers brushed against my breasts as he draped his jacket over my shoulders.
- Thoughts of him are all that’s keeping me sane. It’s my ammunition against the niggling feeling that something might be wrong. I’ve barely been able to sleep lately, and every day my anxiety gets worse.