ARIA'S POV
Aria woke up to an empty bed, and she decided to lay still for a moment, blinking at the ceiling, letting her brain catch up with the rest of her. Two weeks of hospital sounds had trained her body to wake up tense....waiting for a monitor to beep, a nurse to come in, something to be wrong. But the room was quiet in a completely different way than the hospital had been. The kind of quiet that meant nothing was coming. Nothing needed to happen. She could just...lie here.
She turned her head.
Damien's side of the bed was neat in the way of someone who'd gotten up carefully, trying not to wake her. And on the bedside table, propped against the lamp where she'd definitely see it, was a folded piece of paper.
She picked it up.
Urgent matter with Marcus. Couldn't wait. Didn't want to wake you because you were actually sleeping and you needed it.
Lucy and Mrs. Chen have their instructions. Your mother is coming at ten.
