Eleanor's POV

I already knew what I was going to face. I Should have gotten used to it, right? Lawrence was always so violent and unreasonable, and he wanted to take my body, and I couldn't resist.

Laying in his bed and staring at the chandelier on the ceiling, my tears dropped. Somehow, I feel bad, no matter it was for Logan or myself. Where's Logan? Did he be killed by Lawrence? A bad feeling came to my mind: maybe Lawrence contacted Logan in disguise of me, took him to a remote place, and took his life.

Logan still worried about me before he died, and he was subjected to...