Blair's POV
It's being about an hour since they left for bed. Miss Rose slept in Elle's room, or at least her former room. I wish she were here. I just hope she's okay. And deep down, I'm glad she got away. I pray they never find her.
I've tried to loosen the ropes, but I ended up with bruises, so I just stopped trying.
I'm just gonna sleep here.
It's hard to accept that my life has taken a sharp turn round the bend, but I'mma get used to it soon.
I let my mind drift to things that give me joy. They're few, but are there. Like Henry, Arian, Patrick, quadratic equations, quantom physics, organic chemistry...
Henry's POV
I saw Blair walk into her house yesterday, and everything in me wanted to drag her back to my car and take her somewhere else.
I'm sure that whoever is hurting her is someone in that house and I don't feel comfortable with her going in there, but I let her be.
If her comes to school with more bruises, then I'll take actions.
