Aria's POV
The air in the pit was thick, damp, and smelled of mold and earth. I could barely make out the walls of the small space I was trapped in, but from what I could see, it looked like a dungeon. The walls were rough stone, and the floor beneath me was cold, hard dirt.
The only source of light came from the metal grates overhead, spilling thin, slanted beams across the room. I held Edward tightly in my arms, his little body trembling against mine. His cries echoed in the hollow space, making my heart break with every whimper.
"Ssh, ssh, it's okay," I whispered, though I knew my words were no comfort. I rocked him gently, trying to soothe him. His tiny fists clenched against my chest, and I did the only thing I could think of to calm him. I unbuttoned the front of my dress, puttin
