ARIA’s POV
Rosaline's car drove into the compound, and she jumped out, an angry look on her face. She rushed over to me, throwing her arms around me in a tight hug.
"I'm so glad to see you’re not hurt!" she exclaimed, her voice warm and enthusiastic. I hugged her back, feeling a sense of comfort and familiarity in her embrace. We stood there for a moment, enjoying the warmth of each other's company.
As we pulled back, I couldn't help but notice the concerned look in her eyes. “Rose?" I asked, my voice low.
Rosaline hesitated, glancing around nervously before focusing back on me. "Aria, why the fuck are you back here?," she said, her smile faltering for a moment before she recovered. "You promised never to come back to him, but you’re here again happy with him?"
I looked at Rosaline, my eyes locked onto hers. "Rose, I can explain," I said, my voice firm but gentle. "Let’s go inside and talk, okay?"