Chapter 57

Arya. As my gaze swept across the cold, damp walls, I couldn't help but recall the twisted satisfaction etched on Lauren's face when Ethan materialized before us. Her happiness was palpable, her eyes gleaming with the success of her plan. I couldn’t believe I’d trusted her. How foolish could I be? How ironic it was that I found myself in a cell once again, reminiscent of the unjust accusations that had haunted me before. The memory of being wrongly accused flooded my mind, mingling with the bitter taste of betrayal. Regaining consciousness in this wretched place had been a nightmare. The realization hit me like a tidal wave – I was trapped, ensnared in the clutches of a familiar darkness. My initial shock had transformed into a scream that echoed through the cold, desolate corridors. The guards only opened the doors to my cell only on his command, just like that day. "Hello, daughter of the moon goddess," He chuckled as he squatted in front of me. I had just regained consciousness