Aria's POV
Seeing Ethan approach made my anger flare even hotter, but I kept my focus on the call.
"Yes, I have substantial evidence," I said into the receiver. "Thank you for your help."
I hung up and then Ethan was standing right in front of me.
"Aria, Grandma Rose only says those things because she cares about us. You brought a gift today, which shows respect, but isn't the greatest respect just honoring what elders want? Stop being difficult. Do this for Grandma Rose—let's go home."
He reached for my arm, but I stepped back."Good timing. Marcus scratched my car. My parking camera caught everything. You should see this."
Ethan blinked, seeming to notice the deep gouges in the red Bentley's paint for the first time. A car he'd never seen before—one I'd bought myself.
