Aria's POV:
The hallway was dead quiet, tense.
I wonder if all the sleeping pills I took made me delusional.
I'm not proud of it, but I'm a bit of a druggy.
You would be too if you've lived my life.
They are specialized tablets produced by dark witches, where a small dosage can knock out nearly any creature. For me, I need at least three since I have built up a high tolerance for them over the years.
I knew it wasn't a good idea to sleep in the forest last night.
His legs stop in front of me, and everyone shifts their heads toward us. Cynthia and Chelsea, uncertain of the situation, take a step back.
"Um- good morning?" I said.
Nathan tilts his head to the side, and his bangs drop to cover his dark orb. He inches toward me, and I move back until there's no longer any room to move.
