Elle's POV
I can’t take this anymore. I hate it here. The words constantly went around my brain as I lay in bed with a fractured arm, it wasn't exactly fractured but it hurt like it was. I wanna run away. No. I will run away. I don’t care about anything. I’m not staying here. I stood up from the bed. It was 5 in the morning and maybe because Zack felt bad for my injuries. He didn’t chain me. This is my only chance. I ran out without any shoes. The whole place was quiet and I made my way down to the ground floor smoothly and then ran out. I’ll just look for another way out of here, I don’t care which one I take.
I ran without thinking till I reached the dock. It was morning now. The sun shone brightly and I knew Rowen must have known by now that I’m not there. Now what? I looked around an
