ARIA’S POV

The note had felt like a spark of life in me—like maybe there was still hope left somewhere—but it all died again when every attempt to leave failed. I had commanded, begged, and screamed, but no one heard me. Even when I swallowed my pride and pleaded with Liam, he didn’t listen.

By the time I shredded that tiny piece of hope in the bathroom, the anger twisting in my chest was so strong I could barely breathe.

Days passed in that same lonely bondage, until I got used to ...