Author’s POV
The next morning, just before seven, Aria woke up with snow still drifting outside her window.
She reached for her phone and dialed Lillian for a video call. To her surprise, Lillian disconnected almost immediately. Aria stared at her phone screen, confusion creasing her brow. During her last tour, she had invited Lillian to meet up, but her friend had declined, claiming work commitments. But now she wouldn't even accept a video call?
Her phone pinged with a message from Lillian.
[Sweetie, I'm doing fine in Franklin City. The cell reception here is just terrible lately. I'll call you when I get home.]
Aria bit her lower lip, tapping her fingers against the phone case. Something felt off. This wasn't like Lillian at all – they'd been best friends for years, and
