The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Over at Skywater Bay, Winter was taken aback.

“A trip? What about Aria…”

“Don’t worry, Winter,” Frank assured her. “It turns out that it was just a misunderstanding—nothing happened between Aria and I.”

Winter froze and dropped Carol’s phone with a loud thud.

“Winter? Winter?” Frank called out from the other end.

Winter turned toward her mother in disbelief. “Mom. Did I hear that right? Pinch me! Is this real?”

“Silly girl.” Carol smiled, shaking her head as she left to make dinner.

“Oh, I’m still here, Frank,” Winter exclaimed as she scrambled to pick up the phone from the floor, her usual liveliness instantly restored. “In two days, was it?

have the day

“Then it’s a promise.”

“Yes!”

whooped in joy once she hung up, throwing herself on the couch, and promptly told

however, was

her, his reaction made it clear he didn’t. I knew right then they’d split up eventually.] Still, Winter felt sympathy: [Doesn’t that mean Aria would be sad?] Jean’s

you, princess—you had no idea how highand-mighty she held herself the other day, and she even said we’re no longer friends. Why bother?] Then, she added: [By the way do you remember? Our professor applied for

you tomorrow.] [Yeah.] Winter

went against Jean’s advice and sent Aria

don’t know what happened, but we’re still friends, right?] In White Hall, Aria’s phone

Thud!