â youâre crying? oh, how sweet, it doesnât change a thing. â
ARIA RAISED HER HAND TO WIPE HER TEARS AWAY. she hadnât been aware that she was crying in the first place, it was only that heâd pointed it out so cruelly that she knew to rid herself of them. âiâm not crying âcause i think itâll change anything.â her words more of a mumble. sheâd soon discovered that it didnât matter where in the cage she sat, if they came in there to get her, then there was no hiding or getting away from them. therefore, she was sat practically by the door, at least that way sheâd know they were coming. her body curled up into what could only be described as the smallest of balls, glancing up over her knees at him when she saw he was alone. âWHAT DO YOU WANT?â her voice may have been a mumble but she made sure it was loud enough for him to hear her clearly from where he was. âyour last session wasnât enough for you? come back for more?â ariaâs eyes were red and puffy from all the crying sheâd been doing. she hated it. she felt weak and pathetic, everything edgar had taught her not to be but she didnât know how to be any other way right now.  @bcssbitchsâÂ















