Eleanor POV
It's been two days since I stayed in this house. He’s been very nice to me, which I found a bit weird. Damian told me he wanted to be my friend, and I never find him trying to make a move on me. I wonder what makes him want to be friends with me that much.
I still have to find my way out of this house, I never know what’s going to happen next. That man is very hard to read. In my opinion, a man who holds a gun cannot be trusted.
“I’m going out for a while. Will you be okay being alone here?” He asked, peeking from behind the door.
“Sure… I am going to watch my favorite show on TV while waiting.” I replied to him.
“Behave… okay?” he said to me like I was a five years old kid who was alone at home.
I saw him ignite his car from the window and drove away. Seeing that he
