THIRTY EIGHT

Every time the door opens, Eddie and the hitman, as I learn his name is Solomon, would come and interrogate me, and I always give him the same answer. With that answer, I get tortured for the wrong answer.

Luckily, it didn't harm the baby. Behind Eddie's back, Solomon would give me something to eat, like fruit, a sandwich, or another candy bar to keep my strength up, but a snack wasn't enough. Sometimes he would leave a water bottle, and I would preserve it. He also gave me a battery camping lamp to make this damp slightly brighter.

But it sucks I have to pee every hour. Eddie had one of his goons place a bucket in the corner.

There are no windows, so I wonder if it's day or night. I guess the stories about Effie and Lily being kidnapped also happen to me.

Why do the pretty ones always get kidnapped?

I caress my stomach and hurry back to lean against the wall. I close my eyes and hum a lullaby tone like when Leo was in my belly.

My energy decreases every minute, and I'm worried about