Wow. I have only written one chapter for this story and it has already gotten so many good reviews! I am so thankful for your support! Love ya bunches, Caz! :)
Ezra's POV
Ezra paced back and forth in the living room of his old apartment. He had always lived in the same apartment, hoping that someday Aria would return and come to find him. He was arguing with himself about the Violet situation.
"Violet has to be Aria's daughter! No, what am I saying? That's impossible! No, actually, it's very, very possible. But Aria left 14 years ago! Why would she come back all of a sudden? Because, Ezra, she got a job at Hollis! Why would she apply for Hollis? Maybe she missed Rosewood! If she loved it so much why would she leave?" Ezra was extremely stressed out. He decided he needed to get some fresh air. He grabbed his coat.
Aria's POV
"So, this is where you used to live."
Aria looked down at her 13 year old daughter and smiled wearily. "Yes, Violet, this is where I used to live." (well that answers Ezra's question!)
"It's pretty cool, Mom. Even though I know why you left, it's so pretty around here I almost don't see why you left in the first place!"
Aria sighed, "Well, Vi, I couldn't risk my heart being broken."
Minutes went by until Violet spoke again."Mom?"
"Yes?"
"What was he like?"
Aria stopped their walk around Rosewood for a second. "What was who like?"
Violet furrowed her brow angrily. Her mother had been avoiding this question since Violet was only 3. "You know, my dad? What was he like?"
Aria took in a deep breath. "He was a very kind man. I loved him with all of my heart, but if he left me the pain would be unbearable.
Violet's POV
Violet was getting angry. "Well if he was such a kind man he probably wouldn't have left you!"
"No, Violet, you don't un-"
"Mom, I think I do understand! I understand that you were so selfish you couldn't risk your heart breaking, so you broke his instead!"
Aria grabbed Violet by the shoulder. "Violet, listen to me. I was doing it for him, not for me. You don't understand the circumstances we were in! He could've gotten in serious trouble!"
Violet let out a huff. "Fine, Mom. Whatever. I just want to know who my father is."
Violet jerked her shoulder away from her mom and they continued with their walk.
Ezra's POV
Ezra left the coffee shop he was in and took a sip of his caramel latte. He breathed in the new fall air and tried to rid his mind of Aria and Violet.
"Mr. Fitz!"
Ezra turned around to see the last student he wanted to right now. Violet. "Oh, um, hey Violet!"
"Hey! This is my mom! Mom, this is Mr. Fitz."
Ezra looked up from his student to see a face he had seen too many times before. His coffee fell right out of his hand and splattered all over the sidewalk.
"Aria."
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