Aria's POV
My heart clenched. "No, I can't let that happen."
Aria...
"I can't do this." I sank onto the floor, pulling my knees toward my chest.
You aren't alone. You need to stop carrying this alone.
I gave a bitter laugh. "How am I supposed to do that when I don't even have control over what's happening inside my own body?"
Lydia went quiet. I knew she had no answer. Neither did I.
The next morning, Damon found me in the dining room. I hadn't slept again. I'd spent the rest of the night sitting awake with my back against the headboard, terrified that if I closed my eyes, I'd wake up doing something I couldn't remember.
Damon entered carrying two cups of coffee and stopped immediately when he saw me. His expression changed. "You didn't sleep." It wasn't a question.
I shook my hea
