Aria was always different. She never fit in and she was just overlooked. But now Aria is really different, but she's still deciding if it's a good different or bad.
Aria was always different. She never fit in and she was just overlooked. But now Aria is really different, but she's still deciding if it's a good different or bad.
"I want you." With a touch as light as a feather, Cillian hooked a thick finger under her chin to get a better look at her face. "Look at me."
Slowly, her eyes cracked open, but she didn't dare meet...