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92 Defiance

He tried to kill me and took my fucking wedding ring and I was powerless to stop him. I hate myself for trying to strike up a conversation with him. He was no better than his brother. I don't know how to survive in these kinds of situations and it shows. I'm always ending up withy ass kicked. I felt like a loser. My husband had survived in here. I couldn't do it. I wonder why? Because I was a good for nothing. The hopelessness ate me alive. I wished that I knew something that I could use but I have lived a sheltered life so it was hard for me to get my way around in a hostage situation.

I say there on the floor. The cold was biting my skin. I had no ways for knowing what time it was? I only knew one thing if I made a small sound he would take out my tongue. He threatened me so coldly that to my shamelessness I have grown to be afraid of him.

I heard another person talking to my Captor. He was very jovial and sounded nothing like he was earlier. He must be talking to his friend. The ne
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