Elora's POV
Whoever that was that called him on the phone, I needed to thank him or her especially. I was on the verge of being r***d again. I lay there in the middle of the bed as I sobbed hard. Tears refused to stop flowing from my eyes. I looked around the whole room and the only thing that crossed my mind was the harsh nature of the beast.
"How could he be so harsh towards someone he called his wife? If he knew he was not going to make me his wife, why then did he agree to marry me and put me in his house? This is too much for me to handle," I said in a low tone, as if I were having a conversation with myself. Just then, I recalled Cassandra and my heart started to beat faster again. How was she fairing? I didn't even get the chance to ask Damien how she was feeling or maybe a chan
