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ELEANOR’S POV

The feeling of being watched kept on getting under my skin. Yet when I glance around, I couldn’t seem to find anyone or sense a presence lingering by. I turn my attention back to the door, thinking it was nothing.

As I make my way to the basement where I overheard Alex and Elijah speak of as the prison ward, I immediately made a mental note to come here once I get the chance to be alone.

Alex had refused to tell me where my father was, and it’s no use trying to force it out of him, so I had snooped around and collected the information all by myself. I understood why Alex had to hide it from me, though. He wanted me safe, and for someone like Marcus who put me through living hell in his own prison cell for several days, it was no wonder why he wouldn’t believe I would not experience the same hell when I stand within even a ten-feet distance from the man. Yet, I needed to ask Marcus, my father, something extremely important and I don’t want Alex hearing about it either j