Aria's POV
After moving from the Hawthorne mansion, I took two days off work. With the weekend, that meant four days off.
I didn't go back once.
I stayed at the small apartment recently. During the day, I made Astrid help me clean it from top to bottom.
"Finally done!" Astrid flopped backward onto the sofa, completely wiped out. She turned her head to look at me while I was still cleaning the kitchen and whined, "These past few days, I've done more physical labor than a whole year of hip workouts. If I'd known it would be this exhausting, I would've ignored everything you said and hired a cleaning company anyway." She stretched out the last word dramatically. "Aria, can you please get me something to drink?"
I pulled off my gloves, turned around, and grabbed a bottle of water from the
