I wrap my dripping hair with the hand towel Nik had gotten me. It'd been about a week since the awful incident. The week for me, was a sleep filled one. I couldn't remember when last I slept so much. I sip the cup of coffee freshly brewed for me by Nik.

I take my phone, my hands itching, and my mind tempting me to search what I'd been trying so hard to avoid. I had thought about asking Nik severally, but for some weird reason, I didn't want him to know Irina was behind my abduction. Like all the other books I'd read, I didn't want to be a...