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Angelina’s POV

With nothing better to do and no option to leave the room to watch tv or something, I settled in on the long leather couch.

I wasn’t going to ditch him and disappear. He looked pretty deeply asleep and I probably could move that chair, unlock the door, and leave without waking him up despite his claim that his hearing is super sensitive, but I wasn’t going to try it.

I had nowhere to go. No money to buy myself a ticket out of here, if I don’t count the credit card Diana gave to me before I left the house. But I can’t exactly use that because Lucas would be able to track me down quite easily through it. And hiding in Fairbanks was not an ideal option either. He probably knew the city like the back of his hand.

A part of me wanted to try escaping from him and feel the thrill of him trying to catch up to me. Maybe I could try that. Pretty sure it wouldn’t last long though.

I laid down and tried to plan through my escape from him, where I would go, how far I’ll make him cha