Chapter 7

Leilani-

For the life of me, I couldn’t fathom why I reached out to accept his hand. I expected him to let it go when I got out of the vehicle, but he held on as he guided me toward the building. Part of me wanted to pull my hand away, while the other wanted to hold on.

There was something about his touch that soothed me, one in which I didn’t understand. It was both comforting and there was something else that I couldn’t put my finger on. Why was it that when he was touching me, I felt all my worries fade away?

We reached a door that had the number one on it, in a bold black font. It was simple which made me feel a little better about the place. The mansion was huge and extravagant, yet this place seemed much plainer, like me.

Eric opened the door and allowed me to go inside first. That was also when he released my hand. My hand which had once been warmed by his touch suddenly felt cold.

When they say never to judge a book by its