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Aria's POV.

The air inside the car was suffocating. It smelled like Daniel's cologne-spicy and sharp, the kind of scent that lingered long after he was gone. My head was spinning. I couldn't believe what had just happened. He'd lost it. Completely and utterly lost it.

I watched him walk away, his shoulders stiff, his hands shoved into his pockets. There was a storm in him