ARIA’S POV

I felt my body weak as I struggled to open my eyes. When they finally opened, the light was too bright and I squinted until it eased. Where was I? I tried moving. “Arh.” I groaned, pain shooting through me, my throat dry. Then memories rushed in. I was stabbed.

“Hey, don’t move.” Liam’s voice came before I even saw him. When he stepped into view, he looked like he hadn’t slept in days, maybe not even sat down.

“How are you? Do you feel pain? Are you okay?” His ...