Bella — First Person POV
I lay on my bed staring at the ceiling, planning my great escape.
Okay. Not great yet.
More like… messy, risky, probably stupid escape.
I kept turning from side to side, thinking of ways to sneak out of this mansion without Logan's security catching me like a stray cat.
The problem?
I didn't even know this place.
Not really.
The halls were long. The doors all looked the same. And every corner probably had some big scary guard waiting to grab me.
I needed someone to show me around.
Logan?
Ha.
Not happening.
I was still mad at him. Very mad. The kind of mad where you pretend someone doesn't exist anymore.
Spike?
Too nosey.
Too smart.
Too suspicious.
He would smell my plan from ten miles away.
Then it hit me.
Kate.
Yes. Kate.
She was sweet. Calm. Not too sharp. Perfect.
Just as I was about to sit up and go find her, a knock came on my door.
My heart jumped.
My first thought?
Logan.
Maybe he came back to apologize for being such a dick.
