Ella's POVWith every day that I spend in this place, the more I feel like I might never leave. You have to understand that I am in a place where I never thought I would find myself in. Even still, I seem to be finding out things about my husband that I don't believe, I just can't believe it. A few days ago, a man who runs this place came over and we had a little chat and he shed a light on a lot of things, including why I was being held up in this place. I just want to go home. I was called to a room I have never been in before, it was like an office decorated with guns, lots of guns on the wall. The man was sitting on a golden throne. He was wearing traditional Arab clothes. For one he was very handsome with thick eyebrows with big brown eyes. " You may take a seat Mrs Black." He said. " Can I get you a drink?" He asked me. " No thank you..." I said and took a seat. Here's a thing, I am far away from home, too far, I knew the moment I realised where I was that I was gonna have to
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