Kiara's pov

Without anything that is added to the way he was dragging me, we made our way into the clinic as he opened the glass doors and pulled me through as if I told him that I was running away in the first place and I was but it wasn't as if I was capable of doing it while he had his iron grip on me.

There was a section that had some comfortable-looking cushions shared in the clinic and he pushed me into one of them with a stern gaze and he told me that if I got up and tried to run away I was going to...