{Elena’s POV}
I couldn't sleep that night.
Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Nico's smirk and heard the scary laugh in his voice when he caught me trying to escape.
"Run again, and you won't like what happens next."
His words kept playing in my mind, teasing me cruelly. But what bothered me more than his threat was how I had reacted. My body froze when he pressed me against the wall, his warm breath on my skin.
I should have fought harder. Should have scratched and clawed until he regretted laying a hand on me.
But I hadn’t.
And that realization made me hate myself even more.
By morning, I was restless, my thoughts circling like vultures. The sun had barely risen when a knock sounded at my door.
I ignored it, hoping whoever it was would go away.
No such luck.
The door opened
