Aria's POV
I lay on the cold, unforgiving ground of the cell. My head ached from hunger, exhaustion, and fear. Every muscle in my body screamed for relief, but none came. I hadn’t eaten in what felt like days, and the stubborn hunger was starting to turn into a relentless, burning pain. My throat was dry, my lips cracked, and each breath I took felt like it would be my last.
But the hunger wasn't the worst part.
It was the fear. The bone-deep terror that consumed me, tightened my chest and made my heart lurch in panic. I knew I didn’t have much time. Logan wouldn’t forgive me easily for what I’d done, and I knew. I was trapped, and helpless, and I had no idea how I was going to get out of this.
I could only hope the women I helped to escape from that pit were far away by now. Safe. I p
