Elena's POV
I have never prayed so hard in my life.
It was the worst storm I have ever seen or lived through.
The cabin walls moaned against the wind, and now and then the foundation rattled below my feet.
I panicked and believed that the cabin walls would give in and come down on us.
"Calm down," Leo said, and he handed me a cup of hot chocolate. "The cabin will last against the storm."
"How can you be so calm about this?" I asked, shivering, "The place is old, and it could come down on top of us at any time."
He took a seat next to me, facing the fireplace.
"He will not allow that," he answered, certainly.
"Who wouldn't?" I asked, bewildered.
"Your father..." he answered, and a smile pulled at the corners of his lips.
Why was he enjoying my uncomfortable state?
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