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~faking nonchalance ~

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Aria woke up the next morning with a splitting headache as she lazily reached for her medicated glasses seating across from her right on the lamp stand before dragging herself to the bathroom to do her morning routine.

She couldn't sleep throughout that night as she kept turning and tossing the length and breadth of the bed. 

Aria was practically restless even when she finally thought she had closed her eyes and shut off her mind and was sleeping_she woke up with a scream. She had nightmares of that woman snatching Frank away.

Staring at her reflection in the vanity fair mirror that hung facing her on the wall, she pulled off her glasses and squeezed her eye lids closed for a moment. 

Opening it again; she could see how disoriented she was looking. Her hair was packed into a messy bun in the middle of her head. Her eyes were pretty red and swollen, thanks to all the crying from last night. Dark visible bags circl

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