LOGAN'S P.O.V ~
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A week
It has been 1 week since Isabella showed up on my doorstep with my younger sister Lucy. Bleeding to death from a stab wound, the doctors said they found faded scars on waist, thighs and wrists. Some of them were old and others recently new and fresh. And she still hasn't woken up yet. When I told Tobey, Emma and Todd they didn't react like I expect they just shared a knowing look. As if they knew something I didn't. But in that whole week the only people I've seen in her hospital room was Tobey, his parents, Emma, Todd and their parents, a woman that silently resemble Isabella most be her mum, Me and Lucy.
I left Isabella's room to get something to eat. I stopped short at the corner when I heard hash whispers.
"We have to" That voice sound like
