ELARA POV
The bedsheets under my body felt strangely familiar, smelt the same like I last remember but they were so cold.
I lay still in the center of the massive king sized bed, staring blankly up at the ceiling in Marcus’s bedroom.
It was the exact same room, the exact same bed I had spent weeks or even months desperately trying to escape, but right now, it was the only sanctuary left in my life that Silas couldn’t ruin.
The silence of the mansion was a total contrast to the screaming and piling voices running loose in my head.
From here, I could hear the faint shuffling of papers coming from the study where Marcus was, quietly working and giving me the space he knew I so much needed to breathe and even though he didn’t know why I was here with my belongings, he was thrilled th
