Elyssa's POV
When I realized that I had
fallen asleep, I woke up and
looked around. Oh, yeah, I'm still
in this dirty basement.
Why cant this handsome idiot
figure out that I'm not Jacinta,
and I want nothing to do with
him? I was starting to get stiff. At
least I'm sitting down, but my
arms are held up by the chains
and they are really starting to
hurt. Is this a joke? Chaining me
up like this? How pathetic!
Man, I wish Loren was here.
He would kick Tristian's ass,
probably even kill him. I wouldn't mind Tristian being dead, but I can't lie to myself when I say this but.....I would miss him if he died. I really, truly would. If Loren killed him, I wouldn't be mad but I would miss him.
A few minutes later, Tristian
came back in and put a chair
in front of me. He sat on
