Chapter 81
- Aria's POV
- I lay on the cold, unforgiving ground of the cell. My head ached from hunger, exhaustion, and fear. Every muscle in my body screamed for relief, but none came. I hadn’t eaten in what felt like days, and the stubborn hunger was starting to turn into a relentless, burning pain. My throat was dry, my lips cracked, and each breath I took felt like it would be my last.
- But the hunger wasn't the worst part.