Logan’s POV
Annie. My Annalise.
She has haunted my dreams every night over the last four years with images of her body twisted and mangled at the bottom of a cliff or stolen away by force, brutalized, and killed in every imaginable way. Each night is worse than the night before as my heart longs to find the one that I lost.
Yes, she had asked for a divorce, even demanded that I release her from her bond, but after seeing the proof of her love, I knew she didn't mean it. She couldn't mean it. She had loved me faithfully all along.
After the first year, I assumed she had died. What else could explain how she seemed to vanish so completely?
But this entire time while I mourned for her, she was alive and well, hiding in plain sight in the arms of the enemy.
The stab of her betrayal i
