This is based four years after the current storyline. Thank you for reading. PLEASE REVIEW.
Aria Montgomery took the last box out of the storage unit and placed in the back of her car. When Ezra had been sent to jail, nearly four years ago, he had willed all his things to her and left her with the responsibility of cleaning out his apartment.
As Aria drove down the road, she thought of the day that her brother helped her empty out the apartment and load the storage unit for the first time. Mike was the only person who would help her. Her parents didn't approve of her getting all his things this way.
She thought back farther, to when the secrets came out. Her father had lashed out, and damn near told her to get the he'll out, but her mom wasn't having that.
Her parents hadn't approved then, and they approved even less of what she was doing now. Aria pulled up in front of the apartment building and got out of the car. She stood with the door open for a second, just staring at the building, before she began to take the boxes in. She stopped in with the landlord to get the keys, then one by one took all the boxes up to the apartment.
When she was finished, she fished through them to find the inflatable mattress, and when she did, rolled it out in the center of the main room.
Aria looked around. Apartment 3B. This room had so many memories, good and bad, and she couldn't think of a one of them now, with this room looking so different. The only remnant left of Ezra Fitz's stat here was the single red light bulb that hung above the sink.
'I can't believe this is still here,' Aria thought looking up the wire.
Now for the moment of truth as Aria returned to her car to take the six hour drive up to Philadelphia court jail.