PRECIOUS LUNA

FIBI'S POV

Imagine being abandoned by your own husband - never mind that it wasn't by choice - only for him to follow the ex who dumped him.

I fumed as I stormed out. I needed to clear my head and organize my feelings. Why did I feel so disappointed by that particular action of his? He had made it clear again and again that I was less than trash to him. He never hid his irritation where I was concerned. So, why did I expect anything different from him?

I clenched my teeth and held back the tears that stung my eyes. Weaving my way through the crowd, I burst outside. I took in large gulps of air, trying to stabilize my thoughts.

Suddenly, a hand was clamped over my face, covering my nose and mouth with some form of clothing. I lost consciousness.

When my senses came back to me, I found myself in a small room. I jumped off the floor I was lying on. Immediately, a heavy pain went through my skull, making me wince.

I went to the door and found it locked. I was already breathing hard and