~faking nonchalance ~

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Aria woke up the next morning with a splitting headache as she lazily reached for her medicated glasses seating across from her right on the lamp stand before dragging herself to the bathroom to do her morning routine.

She couldn't sleep throughout that night as she kept turning and tossing the length and breadth of the bed.

Aria was practically restless even when she finally thought she had closed her eyes and shut off her mind and was sleeping_she woke up with a scream. She had nightmares of that woman snatching Frank away.

Staring at her reflection in the vanity fair mirror that hung facing her...