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Aria’s POV.

I didn’t sleep that night. My eyes stayed open, staring at the dark ceiling above me, my thoughts swirling like a storm that wouldn’t stop. No matter how much I tossed and turned, sleep just wouldn’t come to me. The bed that was supposed to bring me comfort felt like it was made of stone, and my pillow felt like it weighed a ton under my head.

Zander’s words echoed in my mind