Chapter Forty-Four: Kidnapped

Tamara's POV

I woke up with my head throbbing as I slowly came back to reality, the sharp pain pulling me from the hazy edges of consciousness. My eyelids fluttered open, and I blinked several times, trying to make sense of my surroundings. But all I could see was darkness. Panic began to well up inside me as I realized I couldn’t move. My hands and legs were tied, the rough rope digging into my skin. Where was I? How had I ended up here?

The last thing I remembered was Christina walking into Isabella house with Some huge men following behind her a white handkerchief passed over my nose. I tried struggling but that was all I could remember. What was she doing there? And then nothing. My memory was blank after that, just a void of darkness and confusion.

I struggled against my restraints, but it was no use. The ropes were too tight, biting into my wrists and ankles with every movement. I tried to listen, to hear anything that might give me a clue about where I was, but the only sound w