Aria's POV
Sleep was apparently a luxury I could no longer afford.
I'd been staring at the ceiling for what felt like six hours, replaying every word of the conversation I'd overheard. Lander wasn't just suspicious—he was working with someone. Someone who wanted information about me specifically. Someone who called me a "target."
And the worst part? I still had no idea who the other person was. The voice had been familiar, but I couldn't place it. Could've been any of the upper year students, or even a faculty member.
Trust no one. Suspect everyone. Welcome to my new life motto.
"You're thinking too loud again," Caspian's voice cut through the darkness.
I turned my head to find him propped up on one elbow, watching me with those annoyingly perceptive eyes.
"Sorry," I muttered. "Didn
