ELAINA
three days later...
For the third day now, I'm awoken by the smell of bacon in the air. I never would have thought Viktor could cook like a boss. His grandmother surely taught him well. I think he knows that I was doubtful of his capabilities, so now he's going to the extreme and making me food every chance he gets. It's sweet really; helps make up for me getting annoyed by Alexei being a permanent fixture in the living room. I know he's just here for my safety, but it feels a little extreme at this point.
It's the third day I've been holed up in this cabin. It's not some vacation either. None of the guys will even let me go outside. I really would enjoy just walking down to the lake and taking a nice long dip.
This sweet little place is nestled right between a lake and a mounta
