Ariana’s POV
“Good morning, Miss Ariana,” the nurse beside me said with a gentle tap on my shoulder.
I turned, not wanting to be woken up, but I already knew the reason why.
Beta Dan’s words from yesterday still echoed in my head. Marco—who hadn’t spoken to me for days—suddenly wanted to see me. Or was it because he knew I had already taken the deed?
No… it couldn’t be. I thought it was a perfect extraction. He shouldn’t have known.
Maybe this meeting was for something else.
“Are you ready to have breakfast?” the nurse asked, and my stomach growled before my mouth could answer.
“Yes, but it should be something light,” I responded. She nodded and left the room.
I skimmed through the book again, most of its pages just distractions to conceal the real one—the deed—hidden at the center
