THIRD PERSON'S POV (NARRATOR'S POV CONTINUATION)

"At least he chose me..." Sibil snapped. "He married me. Not his pity case. Not his rebound."

Aria didn’t flinch. "He married you while still texting me at midnight. Still asking for closure. Want me to keep going?"

Sibil’s eyes flared. "You were always a mess. Broken and moody and clingy. No wonder you lost him."

"And yet here you are" Aria muttered. "Still fighting ghosts, it must be exhausting."

"Oh, honey..." ...