Aria
“Aria, wait,” Harvey calls as he follows me to the balcony.
“Not now, Harvey,” I wave him off as I inhale the fresh air. “I need a moment to myself.”
I stand by the railing with my back to him, staring at the Las Vegas lights. Right now, I am acutely aware of my shortcomings as a mother and my son is paying the price.
“I will give you all the time in the world,” he says softly behind me. “But I don’t want you to be upset with Dahlia. Evan was confused and scared when I fetched him. She only tried to comfort him. She took him to my room and showed him that you were sleeping, and he asked if he could also sleep here.”
“I’m not upset with her,” I laugh dryly with my back still towards him. “I’m infuriated with myself. I fled with Evan to save him and now I’m failing him. He’s only t
