Aria's POV

My dad clears his throat, obviously trying to play peacemaker. "Pumpkin..."

"Pumpkin?" I narrow my eyes at him. He used to call me that when I was a kid.

"Arianna, we thought it'd be good..."

I cut in again. "To murder me?"

Jason's mum instantly enters the conversation. "Aria, honey, we're so, so sorry for everything Jason put you through. We didn't raise him to act like that. Truly."

His dad nods, looking equally embarrassed. "Yes, we apologise on his behalf. He was ...