𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟐: 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐍𝐒

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐍𝐒

The morning sun filtered through the thin curtains, casting a golden glow on the cluttered apartment. Aria West sat cross-legged on her bed, textbooks sprawled around her like the petals of a carefully cultivated chaos. Coffee steamed beside her, untouched.