I’ll break every bone in your delicate body. Slowly. Systematically. One for every syllable you just uttered. Do you understand, little bitch?

Aria’s POV

The vast dining hall, usually a chaotic symphony of student chatter and clinking cutlery, buzzed around me, but to my ears, it all sounded muffled—like I was trapped underwater, the vibrant sounds distorted and distant. My tray trembled slightly in my grip, the plastic groaning under the...

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