Chapter 25 Trapped Between The Montclair Brothers

Aria's Pov.

I woke up slowly, still caught in the softness of sleep, until the memory surfaced.

Then my eyes flew open.

I stared at the ceiling.

No.

I rolled onto my side and pressed my face into the pillow, groaning quietly.

What did you do?

The memory replayed, vivid and annoyingly precise.

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