Arya pov
I stared at Jaxon as he acted awkwardly. I could tell whatever was wrong with him.
Aria, how much hatred I have for that woman. She has a way of walking into somebody's life and making everything miserable.
I had always thought that nothing would involve her with Jaxon in any way since they hated each other. I have always watched them from afar, hate each other, and I loved it.
I thought it would be that way until one of my friends told me that that fight would lead to something else. I became paranoid and stressed out.
I always found a way to make sure that they would not be close to each other, but it never worked. They continued to get closer and closer to each other; it was so annoying.
I walked a little towards Jaxon, hoping to stare in my direction and stop thinking about Aria but his.
