ARIA’S POV

I stayed in my room, staring blankly at the wall. I didn’t even notice when time passed. I was so angry and disappointed — not just in Liam, but in myself for ever believing Alora would let it slide.

Just as he ordered, no one came in. My meals were left at the door, as if I were some kind of prisoner. I had to walk out and pick them up like a slave. Shame followed me every time I did it. The same thing happened day after day, and to make it worse, they even stopped Eva from ...