Aria's POV

I stood at the entrance of Nicholas's apartment, my fingers fidgeting with the hem of my sweater. The moment I stepped inside, Mia right behind me, he welcomed us with a grin, his arms spreading wide in an exaggerated gesture.

"You made it," he said cheerfully. "Adrian's in the room. He has no idea you're here actually." I raised a brow.

“You didn’t tell him?” He shook his head, looking smug.

“Thought it would be better this way." I nodded with a forced a smile. Mia and I ...