ARIA'S POV:

“Where is Draven?” I clenched my fist.

“Listen, Aria, it's not in my place to say.”

My brain struggled to grab and process one train of thought. I walked towards the door.

“Where are you going?” I ignored Logan's question. Actually, I had no answer. There was nothing to reply.

Outside the white room was a hallway that had white walls and a red carpet. I walked towards the stairs, pretending not to hear Logan's voice behind me.

I rushed down the stairs and was disappointed at the sight. There was no trace of Draven anywhere.

“Of course, he'll dump me here,” I broke down in tears, beaten...