#Chapter 152: Keeping it Civil

The next morning, I woke up with a sense of dread that had become all too familiar. The events of the past few days had left me feeling tangled and confused. With a sigh, I got out of bed, determined to face the day ahead. As I made my way to the kitchen, I noticed Aria absorbed in conversation on her phone, her laughter and giggles floating through the air. She had a new boyfriend, and it seemed like they were in the throes of a honeymoon phase. I couldn't help but feel a pang of envy at the ease with which she had moved on, while I remained entangled in my own emotional turmoil. I approached her tentatively, my frustration simmering beneath the surface. "Aria, can I check the mail today?" She held up a finger, signaling for me to wait, before turning her attention back to her call. It was clear that her conversation was more important to her than my request. I tried to hide my irritation, offering a forced smile before walking away. The mailbox was just a short distance from