Arian sat at the foot of the bed, his head tilted back, resting against the soft mattress. He had barely gotten any sleep, and the first rays of sunlight were already peeking through the white curtains.

Yesterday had been a total nightmare.

Every inch of him had prayed to wake up from it, knowing deep down that it was useless now.

A soft knock on the door stole him from his thoughts. He didn’t bother responding. Lord knows that he didn’t want to look at anyone’s face.

Except Raya’s.

All night, Arian had tried to convince himself she was only resting. Just sleeping peacefully. That any moment now, she would...