CHAPTER ONE.
Aria smiled at her daughter as she sealed the final box of the "Grand Big Move". At least, that was what her daughter was calling it. Aria had become tired of her job at a small private college in Georgia. Georgia was beautiful, warm, and full of friendly people, but it was not Aria's home. She couldn't shake the fact that she had picked up her entire life sixteen years ago to move to the Southern State. Somehow, though, she was glad that she did. She had been able to give her daughter the best life possible. For that, she was thankful.
But here she was. She was packing her things and moving back to Pennsylvania- Rosewood to be exact. A lot of memories had happened there. Some of them were good, while others were not. Either way, Rosewood meant a lot to Aria. It was her hometown. Her daughter had never lived to see the town, for they (being Aria, Mike, and her parents) had moved to Georgia before Alodia had even had the chance to be born.
"Hey mom?" She heard a high young voice call.
"Yeah?" She looked up to see her daughter holding a box.
"Can I throw this away?" She asked kindly.
"Umm… Sure honey. I don't see why not." The truth was, the box had meaning to Aria. It had held all of the books that Aria had read the summer after her junior year. Those books had gotten her through the final stages of her lonely pregnancy. But it didn't matter now and that was a dark chapter of Aria's life. She gave a smile and a nod to her daughter signifying that it was okay.
"Thanks mom." The girl skipped off.