Aria’s POV

The next morning, I found myself standing in front of Mia’s apartment door, clutching a bouquet of fresh roses close to my face. My fingers tightened around the stems as I let out a small giggle, excitement bubbling in my chest.

I knocked, then bounced on my feet, already chuckling to myself because I knew the moment I saw her, it was going to be chaotic in the best way. I waited, my heart pounding. I could hear movement from inside, and I bit my lip to stop myself from laughing ...