Sarah sat on the couch in Logan's room with a hot butt. She was scared to the point that seating became strenuous and at the same time, she can't pace around the room.
She won't know where a camera might be situated so trying her best, she sat down with a blank expression as she tried to be comfortable.
Looking at her wristwatch, it's almost thirty minutes since Logan sent for her but she still hasn't seen a light of him around the room.
Enduring the conflicted emotions that made her feel dizzy, she stood up from her seat with shaking legs as she looked around the room.
Looking at Logan's bed covered with purple linings, her heart skipped a beat when she saw a large portrait of a young woman a few centimeters above his bed.
