ARIA’S POV

Days passed and I still held on to the poison like it was some kind of comfort. It wasn’t comfort. It was a reminder that my freedom was sitting right in my hands, and I had done nothing with it. I had hesitated for too long.

Liam had shown up so many times. Opportunities came and went, and every single time I pushed him away with one excuse or another. Afterwards, I would sit on my bed, stare at the ceiling, and whisper, “Damn me.”

Was Kael right? Had I fallen for Liam? ...