“I’m so confused with it all. I don’t understand what’s going on with him, and when I ask, he says it’s work, but I know there’s something else. I can feel it.”
“You guys need to talk.”
“That’s what we were meant to do tonight, but instead he didn’t show up.” I took a gulp of my wine.
She let out a sigh. “Sebastian is … complicated. He struggles to open up, but that’s no excuse for him to treat you this way.”
“I just don’t know what to do anymore.”
“I know you love him, and he loves you, but if he won’t talk to you about everything, how can you move forward?”
“I thought I knew him, but recently, I’ve been questioning if I really do.”
She took hold of my hand and squeezed it. “What do you want to do?”
I paused for a moment, wondering what I truly wanted. I’d thought I’d known. I’d thought he was it. The one.
“Honestly, if he carries on this way … I don’t think I can stay.”
“Aria, you need to do what makes you happy. If he can’t be honest with you, then you need to decide what you want moving forward. And if it’s not Sebastian, I’ll always be here for you.”
“I need cake,” I said, trying to lighten the mood.
She let out a soft giggle. “Me too.”
I slowly stood, holding my arms out to steady myself. I didn’t think I’d had that much. I wasn’t sure if I was spinning or the room. It didn’t matter. I was going to get that cake, and I’d sit there with Serfina, eating it all. I made my way to the door and bumped into the door-frame, and I heard Serfina giggling. I turned back, and she was now lying on the pillows, laughing to herself. I couldn’t help but join in.
As I reached the kitchen, I ran my hand over the wall to try to find the light switch.
Finally, I clicked it on, and my eyes strained, blinking a few times at how bright it was. When they finally adjusted, I let out a scream at the man standing in front of me.
Within seconds, Serfina was next to me, a baseball bat in her hand. Where the hell did she get that? “Who the fuck am I beating?”
“Aria, Serfina, calm down.”
It was Logan.
I placed my hand over my heart. It was beating so fast, I didn’t think it could ever go back to normal.
“Logan, what are you doing here?” Serfina asked.
“Put the bat down,” he told Serfina, and she leaned it against the wall.
“Where did you even get that?” I asked her.
“Sebastian keeps it in the cupboard by the front door.”
How did I not know that?
“Is Sebastian with you?” I asked, confused as to why Logan was in the house.
He took a step closer to us. “Aria … Serfina.” Our names shook from his mouth. “There was an accident.”
“What?”
Serfina took hold of my hand and squeezed it. My eyes drifted down to it, then to her face. Her other hand covered her mouth, her own eyes wide with shock.
“Sebastian and Hayden are at the hospital.”
