Chapter 120 Scared of you

DANIELLE’S P.O.V.

When I woke up with a heavy head, dry throat, and a groggy feeling, I knew that I had been right in been reluctant to meet up with Chase in the first place; I realized, then and there, that the decision that I had taken was now to be one of my ultimate regrets.

With a heavily throbbing head and eyes that felt like they had just been burnt by the sun, I looked around at where I was but I could see nothing except a small sliver of light from a little window. The lighting was poor and the only, very thin, stream of light came from that small window at the other end of the room. I peered around the eerie and unfamiliar room, trying to make sense of my situation and as I struggled to assess my surroundings, my head ached and my stomach retched.

I was parched as both my tongue and throat felt dry, and I pondered how in the word I had gotten myself into such a mess of a predicament.

How had I gotten into this small room with stifling and suffocating air?

Why the hell was my