Can I start again?

Erica entered the house before her husband did. She then took a moment to look around the mansion. The moment she and her husband had been waiting for had finally arrived but why didn't it feel like the way she hoped it would be?

She felt empty and lonely suddenly. Therefore, she subconsciously went to Adalyn's room. Philip followed her.

"Don't tell me you miss her?" Philip said, watching as Erica touched her daughter's bed.

"If only…if only she belonged," she said in a brittle tone. "She wanted us…but she just…"

Philip cut her off. "...we should be celebrating ourselves for finally getting rid of her, Erica."

Erica raised her gaze to meet Philip's eyes. "You are right but she already came to take her belongings. I guess we aren't going to see her again, especially when we know nothing much about her husband."

"It's great joy she's gone, Erica. Get rid of those feelings. She was never our daughter," Philip took his wife's hand and brought her out of the room. Erica walked with him obediently but when she was about to close the door to Adalyn's room, she glanced back.

'I hope you find peace wherever you are right now. I hope that even if he's a monster, he'd love you like his own. This is a mother's prayer to her daughter if it works.'

With that, Erica closed the door and let it go. It began a new chapter in her life and also in Adalyn's life.

…

Adalyn managed to fall asleep after going through her previous text messages with John. She missed John so much that every night she couldn't help but think about him so she'd go back to the photos they'd taken together and read their previous text messages even though she knew she wasn't supposed to do that, especially when John did her dirty. However, her crazy desires get the best of her every night.

Logan was found lying on the couch because he wanted Adalyn to feel safe. However, while he was trying hard to catch sleep as he had a long day the next day, he heard whining.

It sounded as if someone was crying but was suppressing it and it continued until it couldn't be held back anymore.

It was Adalyn. She was having a dream about her parents loving her just like they loved her sister. Not just that, she was preparing for her wedding with John and everything felt so right.

"I love you," John said in her dream and kissed her beautifully on the wedding altar. Her dream felt so much like reality and as it went on and on, she found herself crying because it felt like her life was finally perfect. It was tears of joy, until she woke up and burst into tears, realizing that it was just a dream.

Logan watched her sit up in bed to cry even more. She hugged herself by pulling her legs close to her chest. She never knew how much she yearned for those moments in her dream to be real.

"A bad dream?" Logan asked after making sure that she had let it all out and was calmed a little.

Adalyn looked his way and shook her head.

Logan stood up and came to sit next to her. He slowly brought her head to rest on his shoulder. The silence was all she needed.

After what felt like years of silence, Adalyn finally said something. "We aren't in Malibu anymore," she said as if something had told her that in her dream.

"Not in California anymore," he emphasized.

"Can I start again?" She looked up at him and suddenly pulled herself away from him. "You are charming and different, Logan but I'm not going to fall for all that. Whatever it is you are planning, I already told you to give up and just kill me now…"

Logan chuckled. "Definitely not the mother of my future babies. Perhaps I'll consider killing and eating you after you've given me two children. You might as well make it fast by birthing twins," his chuckles continued.

"Get away from me, you monster!!" She forgot how comforting and relaxing it was to rest on his broad shoulder.

"That monster is your husband," he teased her and went to sit on the couch. "Go back to sleep if you don't want me to show you my sharp fangs."

"You can't threaten me," she scoffed but lay back in bed to sleep.

"Yes, you can start again if you just accept your life as it is this way," Logan said to her and let silence take over.

Adalyn knew Logan was right but how would she be able to just accept a life she didn't plan for? She didn't even know where in the USA she was at the moment. All she was sure about was that the man she married wanted her to birth children for him and even if he didn't kill her now, he would in the future as he had said.

However, she thought deep about what Logan said but while in the act, she fell asleep.

Adalyn's alarm woke her up the next day, which was a Sunday. At first, she was reluctant to get out of bed as if she had something to do for her to leave the bed.

After a moment, she turned to where the couch was located to see that Logan wasn't on the couch anymore.

This made Adalyn climb out of bed. "Wait, what am I going to do? I don't know anywhere around here?" She looked at the door and then at the couch again, feeling frustrated.

Well, not until she saw a small sheet of paper on the table. So, she drew closer and grabbed the paper. There she read that Logan had prepared breakfast for her and had left home for something important and he also didn't know when he'd return from his journey.

Adalyn sneered at the letter, squeezed it and trashed it in the trash can she spotted last night. "I thought he wanted to make a baby," she wasn't satisfied with the fact that Logan left her alone in his dark haunted house.

"Not like I want to have a baby…" appeared to her that her thoughts were bugging her about why she wasn't happy that Logan wouldn't be around her. "Whatever…" She discarded every thought about the man she married yesterday. "I don't like him so I can't want him around."