LOGINBOOK 3: EPILOGUE Elaine dreamt. For the first time in a long while, her sleep wasn’t invaded by shadows or screams. There were no cold sweats, desperate gasps for air, or lingering dread clinging to her chest when she stirred. Instead, her mind conjured something so gentle and surreal it almost b
BOOK 3: CHAPTER 101 -ELAINE- I couldn't sit there for even a second longer, the tension was killing me. Steph was pacing back and forth in the kitchen, desperately trying to get another update from the police. Meanwhile, Duncan was out there, risking everything for something that I knew deep dow
BOOK 3: CHAPTER 100 -ELAINE— The school was surrounded by chaos when we arrived. Sirens screamed in the distance. Teachers were huddled near the entrance, some crying, others shouting into their phones. Parents were arriving in waves, panicked and demanding answers. Duncan didn’t wait; he leapt
BOOK 3: CHAPTER 99 -ELAINE— The banging on my door startled me out of my thoughts. I had barely managed to eat anything all day, my mind spinning endlessly since my last confrontation with Duncan. When I opened the door, Steph stormed in like a hurricane. “What the hell is wrong with Duncan?!” sh
BOOK 3: CHAPTER 98 -DUNCAN- I knew something was wrong. It was the townspeople who informed me about Elaine driving off the cliff. I had no idea, I was devastated about what happened the other night and I couldn’t stop thinking about it. I mean, damn it, I know her. She’s stubborn, guarded, but
BOOK 3: CHAPTER 97 -ELAINE— The next day arrived, and I found myself still in the same position I was in the previous night. I hadn't even budged an inch. I missed the knock on the door when Steph arrived. I was completely lost in my world, and I didn't even realize the time or how long I had be
When I made the decision to keep my mother’s last name and also to stop my father from announcing me as his heiress, I had no idea it was going to come back to bite me in the butt this way. Helplessness, that all too familiar feeling suddenly makes its grand appearance again and it takes so much wi
KIAN’S POV“Water…” That one word from a strained voice is the first sign of life Leslie has shown since I walked in here fifteen hours ago and it instantly jerks me out of my worried-stricken state. I grab the bottle of water that I kept on the bedside table for this expected moment, uncap it and
BEVERLY’S POVA bleak world greets my eyes the moment they open, followed by an onslaught of pain in every part of my body. A groan follows the realization that I can’t move any of my limbs as it seems like they have been forced tightly together by the force of a rope that can break through skin to
KIAN’S POV I don’t think I need to rant anymore about how grueling my week has been. Because it’s the same routine with only a few changes here and there; buried myself in work, haven’t heard from or seen Leslie since that fateful day at the hotel, my mother won’t stop talking my ear off about ever







