CHAPTER 20

Kiara felt a smooth metal go over her wrists. Her hands and mouth were now bound with black cloth, and she was pushed into the back of a van.

She tried to scream, but it was aimless. Nobody would hear her anyway. She cried silently as she remained in complete darkness, oblivious to whatever was going on around her. All she knew was that she had been in the back of that van for damn too long, and it was starting to affect her. Her neatly straightened hair was now frizzy and rough, and her face was stained with black specks of mascara as a result of her crying.

All of a sudden, she heard a click and could feel sunlight back on her skin again. She was pulled out of the van and left to stumble to her feet. Her hands were handcuffed behind her back, and she could barely walk after being curled in a fetal position for so long.

She heard the jingle of keys, and the shifting in gears of the door lock. They were at a house.

‘Are they going to lock me up here?’ Kiara thought to herself as she t