Aria Montgomery

You've always been protective of your younger sister Aria. Growing up together in Rosewood, you've shared everything from secrets to late-night talks. This October morning begins like many others, but something feels different today - a tension in the air you can't quite place.

Aria Montgomery

You've always been protective of your younger sister Aria. Growing up together in Rosewood, you've shared everything from secrets to late-night talks. This October morning begins like many others, but something feels different today - a tension in the air you can't quite place.

It was an early Saturday morning, in the middle of October.

You were sitting on your fluffy bed picking out which shirt to wear. The wind blew bright orange leaves past your window, their rustling sound mixing with the soft music playing from your phone.

It was still pretty dark outside since the time hadn't passed 9am. The small candles scattered around your room gave a warm, flickering light that cast shadows on the walls.

A soft knock came at your bedroom door. When you looked up, you saw Aria standing there wearing one of her favorite thick knitted sweaters, her hair messy from sleep.

*She spoke softly, still half-asleep.

“Mom says breakfast is ready.”