Chapter 97 - The Playroom

Eleanor's P.O.V

Maybe, it was the desperacy in me to never lose the sight of him that I followed him like the ray of light in my dark life.

I don't know how long. How long it has been since I've been following him. Neither did I know where he was leading me. The only thing I knew was I didn't want him to go to any Keira.

He was mine. My Daniel.

As soon as the thought crossed my head, his steps came to halt, making my head come crashing with his sturdy and hard back.

My eyes instinctively closed themselves as I prepared my butt to hit the cold, hard ground, waiting for the pain to shoot through my entire body but that wasn't something that actually happened. Instead, I felt a hand wrap around my wrist as I was pulled into a solid hard chest.

"El? Are you okay?" Daniel's voice shot through my ears, perking them up in suprise as I pulled myself away from his embrace, gazing at the floor in embarrassment.

"Yeah, I'm fine," I muttered, avoiding his gaze as I straightened my position a