Chapter 223

Layla’s POV

But as I clung to the last bit of strength I had, I heard something…footsteps, faint but growing louder. Someone was coming.

I turned my head, hoping it was Logan. Hoping that somehow, against all odds, he had come to save me. But the footsteps were too heavy, too deliberate to be his.

I glanced down at the crack in the glass, the edge of the hole where I could feel the floor start to give. My stomach dropped as I realized what was about to happen. There was no more time.

The glass beneath me was breaking apart, and I couldn’t hold on any longer.

“Help!” I screamed, but my voice barely echoed above the noise of the shattering glass.

And then, with a final crack, the glass gave way completely.

I was falling but I held onto the iron beneath it.

Then my memory flashed back to the same day I was kidnapp