Aria's POV
I slumped onto the couch, still clutching Aiden's itinerary but unable to focus on it. My mind kept replaying Lucas's words over and over: "Mr. Carter came down with chickenpox last week. He had a fever for three straight days."
So while I'd been convinced Aiden was deliberately distancing himself from me, he'd actually been burning with fever and covered in chickenpox?
My eyes suddenly stung with tears. God, I'd been so childish with my petty anger.
I texted Lillian immediately: "...Lil, was I being too harsh?"
She replied bluntly: "Do you really need to ask me that question?"
"What should I do then? Just apologize?" I typed back.
"If apologies were enough, we wouldn't need police, would we?" she shot back. "I'll give you some straightforward advice - why don't you just
