Aria's POV
I unlocked my apartment door and slid inside. I had come back like he'd asked and he wasn't even around to know. I laid my bag onto the couch and plopped down on top of it. I felt something under my back and I got up. I pulled the item out from under me. A black jacket that wasn't mine.
"Hello" I called, creeping around the apartment.
There wasn't many places for people to hide but this jacket didn't belong to me. I checked the entire apartment to find nothing. I set the jacket down, trying to calm myself.
"It's okay, Aria. You must have forgot you owned it. No one is in this house" I paced around the room.
When it was time for bed, the thought of the jacket still ran through my mind.
"It's not my jacket" I told myself
Then it clicked in my brain, I was sure I had seen it before and it wasn't mine. It was Ezra's.
