Aria.
I couldn't sleep.
I lay there staring at the ceiling.The room was small. Stone walls, one tiny window, two beds pushed together because I refused to sleep away from them in a place like this. It smelled like dust and old linen.
Nothing like our little house in the rogue town. Nothing like home.
I turned my head and looked at Diana's face.
She had no idea.
She had absolutely no idea that a woman had died tonight in the basement of the very building she was sleeping in. That her mother had stood there and watched it happen. That the man whose blood I had come here to steal had looked at a trembling woman on the floor and felt nothing.
Nothing.
That was what scared me the most. Not the blood. Not the pill. Not even Emily's eyes turning that horrible steel white colour.
It was h
