Leah
Watching Lena was breaking my heart.
The fear in her eyes was impossible to ignore.
And the worst part?
I knew exactly who was responsible for it.
Me.
I was the one who had called Dad before I had even met her.
I was the one who had told him about the rogue living in our dorm.
And I was the one who had followed his instructions without questioning them and brought her here.
I had done exactly what my father asked.
And now Lena was terrified.
Because of me.
She didn’t deserve this.
When she had snapped at me in the car, I’d been surprised.
But now?
I understood.
Her sarcasm wasn’t confidence.
It was a shield.
The girl who had spent the last few weeks laughing with my sisters, teasing us, cooking for us and effortlessly becoming part of our little family had disappeare
