The next day, Aria woke with a sharp headache, her body weak and drained. She blinked, disoriented, taking in her surroundings. The same cold room loomed around her, offering no comfort. Her mind felt like a blank slate, struggling to piece together the events of yesterday.
Tears welled up in her eyes as panic gripped her. She was convinced the devil intended to end her life in this bleak place. Fear took hold, and she began to sob softly, her voice trembling as she called out for her mom and dad.
Just then, the door creaked open, and Zane stepped into the room, a tray of food balanced in his hands. His usual stern expression softened slightly when he saw her tear-streaked face, her wide, frightened eyes locked onto him like a lost puppy.
He approached her cautiously. "Do you want to ea
