ARIA’S POV

I woke up like I always did, to the sound of birds singing outside and the soft rays of morning sunlight sliding through the window. I stretched lazily, then sat up on the bed, staring into the quiet room. I didn’t even know how many days I had been here. Maybe five… or six… or seven. I’d lost count. Every day just blurred into the next.

Even though Liam had removed the chains from my legs, I still felt trapped. The walls were my prison now, closing in every time escape ...