**Elena's POV**

I paced the living room like someone losing her mind, moving from one end to the other with my hands shaking at my sides. Ten days. Ten long days trapped in this cabin with Dante. Ten days of pretending to obey so he wouldn’t snap again.

I felt empty, as if the walls had swallowed the last bit of hope I had.

The moment I thought of Stefano, something twisted in my chest. He would be out of his mind with worry. I wanted to scream at myself for trusting Dante so easily. My ...