Ella I couldn’t believe the mess I had gotten myself into. I felt like a fraud, a manipulator, no better than Marina herself. But I needed to keep my little sister safe. Her life was the most precious thing to me, and I would be damned if I let anything happen to her. However, despite my turmoil, time had to go

Ella “Get in.” Logan’s words hung in the air of the now-silent racetrack, heavy and daunting. I stared at him incredulously for a few moments, half expecting him to laugh and say he was just kidding, but his expression was nothing but serious. “You want me to… Get in there?&rdqu

EllaWhen I finally tore my gaze away from the brilliant sky that hung over us, I was met with Logan’s blue-eyed gaze in the dim light of the car.My eyes widened slightly, and for what felt like the longest time, we just looked at each other. I felt as though he was searching me, searching my gaze for any hint of insincerity in my words.But it was the truth. Everything I had told him, everything from Marina’s threats to the hitman who she said she had hired to watch my every move, was the cold, hard truth. And honestly, I was terrified—terrified that, when I returned to my phone on the bleachers, there would be a missed call from Marina.Somehow, I suspected that she had heard everything. Somehow, despite Logan’s attempts to get us out of her range of sight—or rather, hearing—I felt as though she was still here, watching and listening to my every move.But it was too late now. The truth was out and it was up to Logan to

Ella The morning sun filtered through the sheer curtains, casting a warm golden glow across the room. As sleep released its grip on me, however, I became acutely aware of the fact that I was… Not in my own bed. Slowly, the memories of last night began to return.

Ella A few more days passed, and much to my surprise, there were no incidents. No calls or visits from Marina, no more calls from Mr. Lawrence, and all the while, Daisy was home with my parents, safe and sound as ever. I was beginning to think that things were looking up. Logan seemed to have everything under control, and my job was to keep the charade up, to make it appear as though I was still working for Marina.