Aurora's POV It was another brand new day. A new day in this nightmare. A place I thought could be my home with my mate, but at this point, I didn't even know what to think, feel, or believe. I watched as the sun came up in the sky, peeking through the windows, and the air sent a wave of warmth over my cold skin. The air was meant to be refreshing, but all I could taste was the bitterness coursing through my body. The door creaked open, but I didn't bother to see who it was. It didn't matter to me at this point. My life was on the line. From the gentle and calculated steps, I knew it was Aria, my maid. She always had this aura of softness around her, and it was evident in the way she walked and spoke. She stood in front of my bed, with my back turned to her. "My lady," she started.