Chapter Twenty Eight - Elaine's POV

Elaine's POV -

I sat in the corner of my favorite cafe, a croissant delicately held between my fingers, and a latte warming my hand. The pleasant aroma of freshly brewed coffee wafted through the air, and the low hum of conversations enveloped the space. It was a charming spot, and the perfect place to ponder my ongoing confusion.

As I indulged in the flaky layers of the croissant, my mind wandered to a subject that never failed to incite my frustration: Aria. She was the thorn in my side, an interloper who had infiltrated our lives with her unwelcome presence. How could my brother, Harrison, be so blind as to be entangled in a special relationship with that woman?

Aria, with her ordinary looks and unremarkable background, had managed to captivate my brother's attention. It baffled me, a constant source of vexation. What did he see in her? She was like a puzzle piece that didn't fit into the grand tapestry of the Bonavichs. Yet, Harrison seemed to believe that she was the missing piec