Aria's POV

Everyone left to handle their assigned tasks, and I took my time finishing my meal, but eventually, there was no reason to stall any longer. Letting out a slow breath, I headed outside to the driveway.

Jameson was already there, sitting in the driver’s seat of a sleek white car. My steps faltered. This wasn’t the usual one we used. The color was different, and then it hit me, this car was modified to accommodate his wheelchair.

Understanding dawned, but I kept my expression ...