95. Torn Between Two Men

ARIA’s POV

I sprinted through the darkness, my feet pounding against the cold concrete floor, my heart racing with terror. The darkness seemed to swallow me whole, making it impossible to see my own hand in front of my face. But I didn't dare slow down, didn't dare look back. I knew he was behind me, I could hear his heavy footsteps echoing off the walls, getting closer and closer.

The sound of his breathing was like a beast's growl, low and menacing, and I could feel his hot breath on the back of my neck. My skin crawled with fear, my legs trembling beneath me. I stumbled, almost fell, but managed to catch myself just in time. My hands outstretched in front of me, and I felt my way through the darkness, desperate to find the stairs that led back up to the shed.