Aria
“Mia, I’m fine,” I lie, forcing the fakest smile I can manage while she wipes my face with her palm like I’m a goddamn toddler. “Let’s get you out of here. It’s f*****g cold,” she says, looping her arm through mine like she’s rescuing me from certain death.
I wipe my own face with my palm and stand up. My legs…traitorous bastards, dragged me back to the deck after my disaster of a conversation with Lucas. I have no idea why I keep ending up in places that remind me of him.
“It’s just a few more days, and we’ll be off this damn ship,” Lily chimes in, trying to sound hopeful. Nice try, but her words just make my stomach sink further.
Off this ship means back to my miserable life. Back to being trapped in a pack that sees me as nothing more than a screw-up. I’m seriously thinking ab
