ANTHONIO’s POV
As I gazed at Aria, I couldn't help but feel a sense of confusion. This was the girl that Matteo was so obsessed with? She seemed so... ordinary. I mean, she was pretty, I'll give her that. But there was nothing about her that screamed "extraordinary" to me.
I studied her features, trying to see what Matteo saw in her. Her eyes were a deep brown, but they didn't sparkle with intelligence or wit. Her hair was black, and it fell limp around her shoulders. Her skin was smooth, but it didn't glow with an inner radiance. She was... forgettable.
I felt a pang of disappointment. I had expected so much more from the girl who had captured Matteo's heart. I had expected someone with fire in her soul, someone who could match Matteo's passion and intensity. But Aria seemed so... meek.