ARIA'S POV
"But what on earth could you mean by that, ma?" Tears and pleasure streamed down my face, alongside soft whimpers for consolation. My eyes turned to Fidelia. I searched her face for any modicum of sympathy, any sign of kindness... I was crushed. Word after word flowed forth, unrestrained, until they nearly choked me: such whammy thoughts; they almost gave me a body blow of air-sucking way to leave me breathless to renew my voice.
From that moment on, Fidelia's expression, voice, and demeanor remained calm and cool.
In fact, her gaze was so clinically cold and calculating that, at times, it appeared to be weighing me up with slight alterations in the shrinking gaze. "Oh, save me those crocodile tears," she immediately snapped. Her tone dripped with disdain, with unmasked co
