Aria's POV
I stayed in the darkness for what felt like an eternity. Time lost all meaning as I huddled on the cold floor, the weight of my situation crashing down on me. The pain from Logan’s beating throbbed in my side, and hunger gnawed at my insides, but the thought of my son kept me from surrendering to despair.
I had to escape. I had to find my son and find a way out of this nightmare—for Edward, for myself.
Finally, I couldn’t bear it any longer. I scrambled to my feet, ignoring the pain that shot through my side. I scanned the room, considering my options. The door was out of the question. Logan might have positioned guards there, and even if he hadn’t, the lock was too solid to break through.
My eyes settled on the window. It was my only hope.
But it was locked, and I knew I
