REVA’S POV
It had been a couple of days ever since I started feeling the persistent pain that was on my abdomen. I had been drifting in and out of consciousness and no one had even come here to check on me. I know that I had said that I wanted Logan to stay away from me but couldn’t he at least send someone to come and check on how I was doing or at least find out why I hadn’t been out of my room for a couple of days now? Did he not care about my well-being and was he that cruel?. Dying in this packhouse hadn’t been on my agenda and I wasn’t about to stay here and wait for my death. The only death that I had been planning thus far was Logan’s death but now I felt like I was lying on my death bed and waiting for the ripper to come for my soul.
I got up slowly with my eyes closed because m
