Aria's POV
Sunlight slipped through a crack in the thick curtains, drawing a pale line across the carpet. When I opened my eyes, the world outside was already wide awake.
The air still carried a warm, intimate scent, as if the night's heat hadn't fully faded.
The other side of the bed was empty.
The pillow was cold.
I tried to sit up, but pain rushed through me so sharply I almost fell back.
My whole body ached, every muscle sore, and I had to lean against the headboard just to breathe.
"Devil," I whispered.
I didn't know if I was cursing him or myself.
Holding on to the wall, I made my way to the bathroom. When I saw my reflection in the mirror, I froze.
My makeup was a mess. Mascara clumped at my lashes, lipstick smeared across my mouth, and my face looked
