Aria's POV
For the next long stretch of time, my life became incredibly hectic.
A 10 AM flight to the city, then another flight to the capital that same afternoon. The following days blurred together as I focused entirely on practicing my violin. My routine became mechanical—dinner, then straight to the music room until 9:30 PM, a fifteen-minute break, shower, and bed.
This regimented schedule left me little time to dwell on how much I missed Aiden. It was only in those rare moments of stillness that the ache of separation washed over me like a tide.
We hadn't made love in what felt like forever.
I unconsciously licked my lips as certain images flashed through my mind. Maybe we could try some new positions when we were together again. The thought sent a pleasant shiver down my spine.
