Aria’s POV.
I was tired.
Not physically. But the kind of tiredness that came from holding in too much, pretending too hard, listening to a voice that never shut up.
Zie had been talking all night and morning.
Endlessly, and always about one thing. I understood, but I needed my sleep.
“Keira deserves justice, wherever she is.” She said for what had to be the one millionth time.
“She deserved peace and protection. And none of you gave her that. None of you.”
I rolled over in bed and shoved my face into the pillow. And then I screamed.
Good thing the pillow muffled my scream so nobody came in running, but it was loud enough to make my throat sting.
“Are you finished?” Zie asked, coldly.
“Really? I should be asking you that!” I growled. “Because last I remember, I’m trying to keep th
