ARIA'S POV
I swallowed nervously as I turned back to the screen.
Linda was helping Ralph up now, her arm slipping around his shoulders, her movements steady, gentle. It was almost unsettling, seeing her this way.
After everything that had just happened, the way she had looked ready to strangle him, here she was—guiding him carefully as if she genuinely cared.
“Is she really going to just… walk him out?” I whispered, glancing over at Finn.
Finn only shook his head slightly, his gaze unreadable, as if he were trying to solve a puzzle I couldn’t see. “Let’s just keep watching,” he muttered.
I returned my focus back to the screen, heart pounding, my eyes glued to Linda and Ralph as they moved towards the door. Ralph had a hint of relief in his eyes as he leaned on Linda, trusting her to lead him to freedom.