Chapter 15

• Ella's P.O.V.
• The next five days were some of the most boring I'd ever experienced. When I wasn't sleeping, I was laying on my back, staring up at the ceiling and counting the grain on the wood paneling in the frame on the bed.
• Breakfast was in my room every day before I woke up in the morning, lunch was delivered by a boy whose name I didn't know because he wouldn't speak to me, and Cain always brought dinner at night Sometimes he would drop it off, other times he would stay and chat.