Chapter 154: I don't know if I can be... gentle

Aria:

The bathwater had gone lukewarm by the time I emerged, wrapped in one of Vito's oversized robes that smelled faintly of cedar and gunpowder. My skin was pruned, my hair still damp against my shoulders, but the knot in my chest had loosened just enough to let me breathe.

I padded barefoot int...