AIDEN POV
Drip.
Drip.
Drip.
Each drop was driving me insane.
It kept falling somewhere to my left, slow and annoying, never close enough for me to locate exactly, never far enough for me to not hear it. Every time it hit the stone, the sound crawled straight behind my eyes and made the headache split wider.
I kept them closed. There was no other way to shut my brain enough to let the throbbing pain in my head subside.
I'd always had headaches. Bad ones. Each time I didn’t have control, tension spiked and blood would pump in my temples making me want to smash my own head against a wall.
Today it was worse. so f*****g worse I had to take slow breaths to stop myself from vomiting all over.
My arms were stretched above me, wrists locked in silver chains that had already rubbed my ski
