Logan's POV
I was sitting on the floor of the room, as I began to think of a way to get away from there as soon as I could. It's been days since Mom and Elsa tied me up. They didn’t care about how it made me feel, all they cared about was themselves.
“Who knows what they have done to Rhea?” I muttered in curiosity. Hoping that she was okay and her baby wasn’t harmed in any way.!
Thinking of an escape plan was very hard for me because they were always here. To worsen the matte, my hands were tied backward. They didn’t even spare my legs, they were also tied while my lips were covered with tape.
I kept on thinking about various ways to escape but I couldn't get any. Even if I did, I couldn't execute them because they were here.
As I thought of other ways to get free, I suddenly heard
