Jameson's POV

I arrived home later than usual, my mind still clouded with thoughts of Aria at the restaurant. No matter how much I tried to push the image away, it kept replaying in my head—her sitting across from Nicholas, laughing, smiling in a way I had never seen before.

I couldn’t believe it.

She was on a date with another man. I could recall how she got upset when I told her that I'll be dropping her, not knowing she had gotten herself a special ride. And to make matters worse, she ...