Aria thought about it honestly.
"About three weeks in," she said. "I was supposed to be in and out. Two weeks maximum. And I was still there at three weeks and I was telling myself it was because I needed more time with the plant, more information about the cultivation. And one night I was walking back from the greenhouse and I passed the kitchen and I could hear the staff finishing dinner and I thought....." She stopped. "I thought I don't want to leave. And that was the moment I understood the plan had already failed. Not because I'd been caught. Because I'd made it impossible to leave."
"Because of Damien Blackwood."
"Because of all of it," Aria said. "The house. The people in it. The life that was happening there." She paused. "Him too. Yes."
Eleanor made a note.
