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
Travis tenses angrily beside me and he makes a move towards Beverly but I stop him, shaking my head. He huffs in annoyance. Beverly isn’t worth it and she is just as shallow as the man who put that baby inside of her. I brush off the accusation because I know that is not who I am. Instead, I turn ar
“You don’t have to explain again, Travis. I know you’re only looking out for me and I am grateful.” She says softly and I nod. She goes silent after that as if contemplating her next words, perhaps a response to the question I asked earlier. “I already handled Kian. He won’t show his face around m
CHAPTER SIXTEEN TRAVIS' POV Honoring the promise I made to Leslie meant setting aside everything else that needs my attention today just to talk some sense into the egoistic moron I have for a nephew. My first two attempts at reaching him through a phone call and an office visit failed, leaving m
LESLIE’S POV I haven’t slept well in the last few days. As badly as I want to blame my lack of sleep on the back-breaking work of refining my old designs, creating new ones, picking out suitable textiles for them, guiding the tailors and preparing for the launch in three months, I also know deep







