I put my clothes back on and laid down on the bed still crying. How did he know about Jo? Why the hell was he using her against me?
I had a bad feeling about Logan since the day I met him, but I never expected this.
My stomach twisted and turned again. The next thing I knew, my head was in the toilet. Dam it. What was wrong with me? Why was I throwing up so much lately?
Shaking off my thoughts, I laid back down on the bed, passing out.
I had a dream. I was in the dungeon with Jo, but this time I wasn't chained to the wall. Jo was hurt, but this time I could make out her wounds. She looked as if someone had whipped her. She was wearing a t-shirt that was ripped open at the back, showing off the marks all over her.
The man that came to the door was the same as last time, but this time h
