Eleanor POV
I cringed at my own reflection in the mirror while brushing my teeth this morning. I looked more like a zombie than a human being. I couldn’t bring myself to sleep last night. Not even a bit.
That woman is scary. I never thought that she hated me that much, she even made Luciano turn against me. Of course, Luciano would pick her over me. She was his mother. They shared the same blood in their veins, unlike me.
I got tired of repeating the same sentence over and over again.
“I know you didn’t do it,” Curtis told me while we were going back home last night. He was driving late at night because I told him that I didn’t want to stay in that house for another minute.
“H-how did you?”
“I think she’s also the one who kidnapped you last night.” I gasped in shock, covering m
