Chapter 3

"It has been two hours, but she's not here yet," Isaac answered worriedly.

"Alex, go to her house and see what happened," Isaac ordered one of his men, standing at the end of the hall. The man nodded and he rushed out towards Kathilyn's house.

"Excuse me, Miss Stdney Danville?" He knocked on the door, but no one answered. He keeps knocking loudly as if demanding them to open the door. After a few minutes, the door finally opened, and Victoria and Walter appeared.

"W-who are you?" Walter asked, his voice sounding anxious.

"I'm Alex, young mister Cambridge asked me to check on Miss Sydney Danville since it has been two hours we waited for her," Alex spoke, trying to get into their house.

"C-check? Uhh... She's still getting ready..." Victoria and Walter blocked Alex from entering their house, looking at him with an anxious look. Alex's facial expression turned stern and cold.

"What game are you playing? Please cooperate and take me to her room." Alex pushed both of them aside and walked into their house, waiting for them to show him Kathilyn's room.

"I said, take me to her room," Alex said again, his tone more loud and stern than before. Victoria jumped at his loud voice and led him to her room in the attic.

"Miss Sydney Danvlle?" Alex knocked on the door to Kathilyn's room, but no answer. He called for her and knocked several times, but still no answer. Alex kicked the door open to find no one was there and the window was open.

"Where did she go?" Alex asked.

"W- we don't know," Victoria asked, both she and her husband avoided looking at Alex. The man walked closer to the window to find clothes tied up into one long rope.

"I need to report this to young mister Cambridge," Alex said, a frown appearing on his face, and walked out of the house to the wedding venue where Isaac was waiting.

"Sir, Miss Sydney Danville has fled. I checked her room and found a bunch of clothes tied up into a long rope. I'm guessing that she climbed down." Alex reported to Isaac. The guests were all dispersing now and the guards kept the reporters out.

"Fled, you say?" Isaac held the bridge of his nose with a heavy sigh, frustrated at her antics. He was ashamed that the reporters were all taking photos of him without his bride.

"Find her," Isaac ordered.

After a year, Kathilyn finally settled down in Texas when she saw a familiar man wearing a suit while walking home from work. She stopped in her tracks and froze in place, she hid behind a tree to avoid him seeing her.

"What the fuck is he doing here? And he's on the path I need to pass by to get home." She turned around again, taking a peek at him again while still hiding behind a tree.

"Is that a little kid? What is he planning to do to him? Is he kidnapping him" She saw Isaac playing with a little boy.

She slowly approached him and hit him right on his head with her handbag. The man in a suit stumbled forward, holding his head in pain.

"That hurts! What the fuck is wrong with you?!" He looked at Kathilyn with a frustrated face.

"Why are you here, and what are you going with the kid?" She pulled the little boy that Isaac was holding and scooped him into her arms.

"Are you human trafficking now? I'll report you to the police." Kathilyn ran and sprinted to the police station using shortcuts.

When she arrived, Isaac was already standing there, leaning against the wall.

"Dada..." The little boy started to cry loudly.

"Fuck, how did you get here so fast?" Kathilyn asked, surprised that Isaac was there before her.

"You ask so much, young lady. Or should I say..." Isaac leaned closer to Kathily's ear and whispered into it.

"Kathilyn Winston?" Isaac took the little kid into his arms and the boy stopped crying. He then walked away without saying anything.

"W-what? How did you know my name?!" Kathilyn yelled loudly at the top of her lungs for Isaac to hear since he was already far from her.

He ignored her and waved his hand, dismissing her question.

"Hold on there, lady. Why are you yelling?" A man suddenly spoke from behind Kathilyn. She then turned around to see a man wearing a plain white shirt with his hands in his pockets.

"Remember me, Kath?" The man spoke again, and a wide smile appeared on his face.

"Who... Are you?" Kathilyn asked, looking at him up and down. She never knew or made friends with a police officer before, but he seemed to know her.

"How can you not remember me? I'm Liam, Liam Paris. Remember now? Or am I nonexistent in your memories now?" Asked the police officer named Liam.

"Liam? What are you doing here?" Kathilyn asked, her eyes wide in surprise. She suddenly remembered all her childhood memories with Liam and the happy moments they had together.

"I work here," Liam answered.

"You're a police officer now?" Kathilyn asked again in an excited tone of voice.

"Not a normal officer but I'm a detective," Liam replied.

"Oh, my god. You're truly doing well in life, Liam. I was worried about you for nothing. I thought something bad happened to you." Kathilyn playfully nudged Liam on his shoulder.

"Well... I wouldn't say so..." Liam frowned slightly and his expression turned back into a warm smile.

"So... Why did you suddenly disappear before? You didn't say anything and just go 'poof'" Kathilyn asked with a pout. She was so devastated when Liam suddenly stopped playing with her on her childhood day.

"Something happened, but it's a story for another time. Gotta go to work, see ya." Liam patted Kathilyn on her head and walked away into the building.

Kathilyn couldn't help but smile, reminiscing how Liam used to pat her head to comfort her back in the day.

Kahtilyn then walked to her home, suddenly when she was far from the police station, a man wearing a mask grabbed her from behind. There were for of them and they all were wearing masks with black clothing.

"Let me go!" She muffled under while one of the men covered her mouth. Out of desperation to free herself, she kicked the man that was holding her in the knee and the man groaned in pain.

She tried to run away, but one of them grabbed her before she could run. He took out a pocket knife and placed the blade close to her throat to threaten her.

"Compromise or you'll lose your head." The man whispered, but Kathilyn still resisted to set herself free. He then pushed the knife even closer to Kathiyn's throat and a drop of blood trailed down her neck.