#Chapter 195: Buried With Me

I watched raindrops trickle down the windowpane as I put the finishing touches on my black dress. I had switched from outfit to outfit, hoping that the next one would look more presentable than the last. Aria had been sitting on the edge of my bed, silently observing my preparations. "So you’re really going," she said, finally breaking the silence. I paused, my reflection in the mirror staring back at me with vacant eyes. "I'm going," I replied quietly. Aria's brow furrowed as she considered my response. "Do you think his family will be okay with you there?" Her question dripped with apprehension, although she tried to mask it. I sighed, turning to face her. "I don't know, Aria. But Timothy invited me personally, and I can't refuse when he's going through such a difficult time. We're just friends, and friends are there for eachother, so they'll have to deal with it." "Evie, I just worry about you," Aria admitted, her tension now giving way to a softer tone. "He’d better at least p