40: thoughts

Aria stepped into the bathroom, bent her head into the sink, and tried to stop herself from crying. Even with no one in sight, she still felt like people could watch, and they could tell that she was weak. How Robert had reacted towards her made her feel like he didn't care about her, and she had been the biggest fool all along for thinking otherwise. It broke her heart; his unflinching cold as ice demeanor struck her in all the places. She couldn't believe that he'd turn his back on her like that without even attempting to sort things out, and then he asked her how she was dling because he felt obliged to do that, not because he wanted to; that was all she saw, even if he genuinely cared. What was that mixed signal all about? How could he care about her and not want to fix things with her? Her heart palpitated as she began to uncover different scenarios. She was failing at this now; she had told herself that the whole Ivan dynamics, meant she was going to be more careful, but being