Michael POV:After a few minutes of driving. "You don't know, what you are doing, do you?" He chuckled "Shut up" i replied "You didn't think it through. You just thought abducting me would solve all your problems, didn't you. How short sighted" He mused. His cockiness was back in his voice."The only reason you are still beathing is because i allowed you to, you will do well to remember that could change at any moment." I replied. "So, now what. You do realize, there would be an APB out on you in the next half hour""More than enough time to put a bullet in your head and rid of you" I pressed the gun to his neck to remind him it was still there. "One more smart remarks from you and that would be the end of the road for you.""You swore to help me find her, which is the sole reason i haven't put a bullet in your head. You had better start pitching me some ideas and show your worth to me alive""At Calhoun party, someone tried to poison her. I think it might be related.""Yeah and y

Aurora POV:"You poisoned me!" I repeated louder "Yeah, technically I hired someone to do it. It should have been a very easy job, I never anticipate Michael showing up.""Mr Jordan said -" "I told what Leo what to say. I had to bury it""Mr. Jordan knew" I asked Shock had cast its suffocating veil upon me, shrouding my thoughts and emotions in a web of numbness. Like a fragile vessel tossed upon stormy seas, I had become adrift, severed from the shores of familiarity. All that remained was the echo of a single question, reverberating through the depths of my soul: How do I find my way back to the world I once knew?In this suspended state, the whispers of reality seemed distant, muffled by an impenetrable barrier. My limbs, once nimble and responsive, had transformed into leaden weights, each step a painstaking endeavor. The world continued its relentless march, while I remained trapped in this cocoon of disbelief.I don't know how much of this I could take anymore. "Mr. Leo Jorda

Aurora POV: I sat resting on the wall while staring into the oblivion. I sit here, trapped in this cold, desolate room, my spirit drained and my body weary. The flickering overhead light casts eerie shadows on the peeling walls, reflecting the dismal state of my existence. My mind is numb, and my once fiery gaze has dulled into a vacant stare.Hope, once a flickering flame within me, has been extinguished. Not the long for my mother's smile and Michael touch could rekindle the hope. It has been replaced by a resignation, a surrender to the cruel fate that has befallen me. The days and nights blend together, a blur of monotony and fear. I have lost track of time, as each passing moment feels like an eternity.Calhoun intentions are unclear, his motives shrouded in darkness. If he wanted to kill me he should have already. All I know is that he holds complete control over my life, and I am at his mercy. The uncertainty gnaws at me, devouring any remnants of strength I have left. I wonde

Aurora POV:I stood there, watching the flames dance and devour the remnants of the cloth I had worn during my unimaginable ordeal. The crackling fire illuminated the night, casting a warm glow upon my face as i gathered around its flickering embrace. The crackling of the flames seemed to echo the tumultuous journey I had endured, a journey that had tested my spirit to its very limits."Aurora" My mother called, I turned to see her creeping on me. I saw glint of sadness in her eyes, when she saw what I was burning. What was suppose to represent a joyous day, now represents a traumatizing experience, it's existence needed to be erased."Libby and Mabel are here to see you. Should they wait for you in the Living room""Let them join me in the backyard" I replied softly "Ok dear" I heard their footsteps few seconds later, before Libby reached out and gently touched my shoulder. "We came as soon as your mother called you are back" Her voice trembled with emotion as she spoke, "We miss

Aurora POV:I stepped into the familiar warmth of Michael's house. He came back to pick me up the next morning after spending considerable time with my mother. He had insisted on staying with him for the time being and my mother was only happy to agree. It is a mix of relief and apprehension flooding my senses. The events of the past few days had been a nightmare, one that had finally released its grip on me. I glanced around, taking in the comforting sights of our living room, but the shadows of the ordeal still lingered in every corner.Michael stood beside me, his eyes filled with a mix of worry, love, and a determination to keep me safe. I understood his concerns; after all, I had been taken away from him against my will. But as much as I craved his protective presence, I also longed for a sense of normalcy and the freedom to heal at my own pace.Michael furry companions who seems to have been waiting anxiously for my return, approached cautiously, sniffing the air with curiosity