ARIA’s POV
As I strolled into the dining room, I noticed Carter sitting in one of the chairs. He seemed shocked, and his smile appeared forced, lacking authenticity.
As I took my seat, which he kindly pulled out for me, I couldn't help but sense that something was wrong. Suddenly, I remembered that Carter had mentioned he wanted to share something with me. So, turning to him, I inquired.
"What's on your mind, Carter?"
“It doesn’t matter anymore. I don’t want to ruin anything”. He said, and now I was even more curious as to why he’d say that.
“What’s that exactly?”
“You’re a friend to me and as your friend I’d like to give you an advice”. He said in a very low voice.
“What’s that?”
“Don’t trust one person so much”. He said.
"Why? He’d never hurt me”. I met his gaze and sighed. “Again”