Ella's P.O.V.
"Thank you." I took the steaming mug from Daniel before he sat down at the table in front of me.
"What are you doing up so early?" He asked.
"I'm a morning person."
He scowled.
"No thanks."
I faked a smile as I took a sip of my coffee. I couldn't tell him I hadn't slept. My bed would have fit four of
me comfortably. It was so large that it swallowed me up.
It was cold and empty.
Because I couldn't sleep, I had been up most of the night catching up on the schoolwork I had missed. I was also contemplating over the hundreds of sheets of paper I had combed through in Cain's office. I was beginning to lose confidence in the fact that we would find my grandfather.
"Why are you up so early?" I asked him, trying to distract myself from the pit my thoughts were dragging me
