Aria's POV
I woke up at eleven, feeling like every ounce of energy had been drained from my body. Hunger gnawed at my stomach with an intensity I'd never experienced before. My legs wobbled as I climbed out of bed, barely supporting me as I staggered to the bathroom.
After a hasty face wash—skipping my usual skincare routine entirely—I practically ran downstairs in search of food, my stomach growling loudly enough that I worried Nanny might hear it from across the house.
When Nanny placed a steaming bowl of noodles in chicken broth before me, I dove in without hesitation. The rich, savory aroma filled my nostrils as I slurped down the noodles, barely coming up for air. My body craved the sustenance like a desert thirsting for rain.
"God, this is amazing," I mumbled between bites, feeli
