I woke up many hours later and saw that it was now daytime and I was still alone in the locked attic. I wept when I remembered what had happened to me.

What would I do now? How do I escape from this place and get my baby back?

My breasts were heavy with milk and I longed to feed my baby with them but he wasn’t here. I wondered how he was doing; was he crying for me? Was he sleeping?

My answers finally came when someone unlocked the attic door and came in. It was Banjo, Tarik’s partner. He squeezed his nose in disgust when he entered the...