Aria.

　　"Aria, please open the door sweetheart," Dad's concerned voice requested.

　　"Please, my baby. Open the door," I could understand my mom's voice that she was on the edge of crying.

　　I had kept myself locked for almost the whole day. The first few hours mom and dad didn't bother me as I had asked but after that their concern kicked in. It had been more than an hour since they are trying to get me out of my room.

　　The tears hadn't stopped ...